Marching along are we?
February passed altogether too quickly for my preferences. I haven't been very good about blogging, and honestly it's like part of my brain is just not developed or something, because I see other women who have UBER busy lives yet they manage to bang out inspiring, insightful posts on a very regular basis. I don't know what's wrong with me when my darling punks trot off to school every morning, and Doc heads off to battle diseases, accidents and injuries...or at least learn how to, and I can't even toss out a measley crumb to the clamoring masses. Yeah, there are clamoring masses of you. The almighty Google hath declared it.
I actually have been writing a little bit, but not blog writing. I know, I know. It's hard to believe that I ever hold anything back from this little patch of cyber space, but in reality there is a lot that I write that just isn't fit for human consumption. So rather than run on and on, I opt for radio silence. Trust me, you're grateful. If I didn't restrain myself, you'd all become afflicted with blogging bulemia and have to purge. Never a pretty sight.
So now it's time for The March Good News Moment! Guess what kids? Doc was inducted into the AOA, which is apparently a pretty significant honor according to my friends who are doctors always tell it to me straight. About 5% of the medical students make the cut each year. According to the official website, students are picked not only for their "high academic standing, but as well for leadership among their peers, professionalism and a firm sense of ethics, promise of future success in medicine, and a commitment to service in the school and community."
If you know Doc, then you already know that this list defines him, and how he approaches medicine, so it truly is a well-deserved honor, and we're all really proud of him. By we I mean me. And Bunch and Gator are pretty psyched too...because it just means there's one more accolade to recommend him as The Best Candidate for the one radiology spot in the residency program here. And we none of us are interested in moving again if we can possibly avoid it. So here's hoping. He will be putting his application package together in the next few months, and sending it off September 1st. It's going to be a dizzyingly busy and expensive year for him.
Speaking of busy. As has been the case every March for the past 8 years, I'm heading to Orlando, Florida for my annual re-certification as a flight attendant. It should comfort the travelling public to know that flight attendants must go through all the safety, emergency evacuation, and medical drills annually, and make sure we still know our stuff. If we don't pass, we can't fly. Since I was hired this time of year, this is the month I always have training.
Now some people are jealous that I'm going to Florida, but lets just set the record straight: I fly across the country, arrive at about 9pm, go to the hotel, and then I have to be at the training facility at 7am EST. Which is 5 a.m. my time. My van to the facility will leave at 4:30 a.m. my time, which means I'll be getting up aproximately 3:30 a.m. my time, and then spending the entire day trying to yawn unobnoxiously and fighting to stay awake during the lecture portion. We finish at 7pm, and go back to the hotel and then take an early flight out the next morning.
So no, I won't be chillin' with The Mouse. Or going to any of the fabbo attractions in the area. I'll be evacuating a plane in 60 seconds, one that is filled with simulated smoke, while you see fire flashing out the windows as the structure shakes (it's actually a fabulous training tool. Love the trainer!)
And I still have to put in my regular flying hours in addition to the training. So I'll be away a little bit more this month than usual. Here's hoping no one gets sick while I'm away (like last month!), and that I'll qualify for another year of employement by the end of training. I always worry about this kind of thing. Cause a lot rides on it, not the least of which is that it's the best job I've ever had and I totally love it..
Something more interesting next time...I promise!
3 comments:
Simulated smoke? Does that mean they have something in the air that's okay to breathe but makes it hard to see?
a dry ice machine is employed to simulate smoke. not quite like the real thing obviously, since breathing it isn't dangerous, but good at reducing visibility and giving us a sense of moving around the cabin in sub-optimal conditions.
Congrats to Doc! Just putting the vibe of wanting to stay makes it that much more probable that you will.
Good luck in Florida. You have been doing this for how many years and you still worry!?! Silly you. You will do great.
Maybe we can get together before you leave. See you at the banquet hopefully.
Love you,
c
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