He still takes call
He still moonlights (and you wont hear me complaining about that)
He's not going in so early in the morning. In fact, some mornings he's actually here when we wake up!
Going in later also means staying up later. With me!
And not being in the OR means when I page him...he calls me back! And can talk for more than 45 seconds.
none of this waking up at 4:30am, disappearing long before we get out of bed, no contact all day, coming home at dinner time, squeezing in some study time, and then going to bed at 8:30pm with the kids.
none of that thank you. sign me up for the "researchers wife" life please
We're loving it!
Ok. I know we chose this life. And it's really not that bad. In fact, I spend most of my time reminding myself that it could be worse (I have a lot of "surgery wife" friends). I also know that doctors are not the only ones in the world who have difficult schedules.
And while being a doctor (or his wife) is stressful, and while we medical wives sometimes feel like we're doing it on our own...we're not.
And I'm grateful and in awe of the military families out there.
Really, I'm glad that Paul's a doctor.
Just a few of the perks?
Job Security. Enough said.
It's also convenient to have a doctor around for all our medical problems/questions (if you can get ahold of him)
And for being a doctor, Paul definitely chose one of the better fields, as far as lifestyle goes.
But sometimes I still dream about that "other" kind of life...
40 hours a week
and just a phone call away...
a girl can dream right?