I now pronounce you Dr and wife

Somehow in the past three days my husband has morphed into a doctor. In his white coat with stethoscope slung around his neck, he marches out the door every morning to walk among the sick and ultra-educated.

The learning curve is steep, but he is climbing that ladder with his characteristic poise and flair for the undramatic.

The normal day (so far) starts at 7 a.m. when he begins to run his gamut. Checking up on patients, doing assignments from his supervising Attending, assessing illnesses, attending morning report meetings, and trying to learn the foreign language of the hospital are the orders of the day.  On normal days, he is done in time for dinner. On “Call” days, however, he gets to don his scrubs for a marathon of 28 hours on his feet.

He gets the pleasure of running that marathon twice a week – in tennis shoes, thankfully.

This will be our next 12 weeks.

While it might sound exhausting (because it is), we have seen so many huge blessings. Dave and the three other students that make up his little gaggle report to a great Attending. While she is demanding, she has also been kind  and helpful to him. *A note to all those coming behind us: SGU is not lying at all when they emphasize that it’s your Attending Physician and/or Senior Resident who will make or break your experience.

So where does that leave me? Here.

At home, alone. Looking for a job.

Medical-spousedom is not for the needy nor the dependent.

Luckily, I am neither and am thriving on the opportunity to write, refine my resume, network and freelance.

If you didn’t think you saw your spouse in med school, just wait ’till the next phase when they don’t come home at night.

I start my average morning by driving Mr. Davey into the hospital, getting in a great workout and then sitting down to the serious work of job hunting.

While David is following up on coughs and tummy aches, I am following up on a list of online applications, purging the ones that aren’t going anywhere and adding others to the que. Then it’s time to dress up and visit every local newspaper and media company I can find with resume in hand and smile on my face. Afternoons are reserved for freelance cultivating, independent study and a little work on my book.

I have also joined a few business networking groups in the area. While I have yet to attend a function, I hope they are more productive than the ones I attended in Reno.

Here I’ll insert a shameless plug for my resume at SarahGlenn.net and a plea for any leads my blogging buddies might have in the Inland Empire area.

So that’s life for us these days, so far. Learning, living, loving and growing every day!

Stay tuned for a blog on Redlands history and the biggest Abraham Lincoln memorial west of the Mississippi!