... the feeling as my residency comes to a close. As many people know, I am a counter, especially of time. Such as in, how much time is left of a a particular activity. Nearly since the beginning of residency I've been acutely aware of how much is left. It's not that I don't cherish the notion of carpe diem, but having been in some form of schooling for so long (egad! 24 years), I'm ready to be done and move onto the next phase of life. Pediatric residency is 3 years long, and as of today, I have 21 days left. I say that it is a bittersweet end because I didn't realize how much I'd miss my fellow residents. Each class has 13 (we are down to 12 because one defected to neurology at the beginning of the year), making 39 in the entire residency. This is a moderate sized peds residency and allows us to know each other quite well. As compared to the UW program that has about 27 per class. They have been like a surrogate family these past 3 years, and I will certainly miss them. We have our end-of-the-year/graduation banquet this coming Friday. Our program director is also stepping down, and his last day is also on Friday. So many endings before the new beginning of moving to Port Angeles.
On a related topic, Miguel likely will have a teaching job. The English opening is still not posted online but should be tomorrow. My emotions have been on a bit of a roller coaster, as I'm acutely aware of the stress of this next phase of life. I don't know if I can convey in words how excited I am of the possibility of Miguel and I living together. We have yet to plan anything for a wedding, as that has been on the backburner to finishing residency, his school year, and him trying to find a job.
