Back In the Saddle Again

Billy and I were singing this song Tuesday morning as he headed off to the hospital. He is no longer Bill the medical student, but is back to Dr. Curtis the resident again! Goodbye Med School! The short white coat will never be needed (he thought about burning it with his fellow residents) and he is finally getting back to learning what he really wants to learn. He's now doing anesthesia until the end of the year. I wish I could explain how excited and happy he is to be learning something he will most definitely be using daily when he's done. (Some of those rotations he did this past year - like OB/GYN - were just painful for him.)

He's told me many times how grateful he is for the medical training he has received. He has learned so much and we've already benefited from it in our own family, but after doing so much oral surgery his intern year, he's missed it, and this is the first big step back to doing oral surgery. He keeps asking me if I'll let him put me to sleep sometime. :) (For a procedure of course, not just for fun.)

You're getting there Dr. Curtis!! (Can I tell you how weird it is to consider my husband in this way when I see such a different side of him at home?! I should really shadow him at the hospital someday. I'll just need to look away now and then for my poor stomach's sake!)