Tales of a Caribbean Med Student
Monday, April 4, 2011
Don't wear chapstick at night in Freeport!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Almost there
My mom says it's totally different but I feel like I am going to a party with people I don't know without my own car, so I am stranded. It sucks. But I am starting to feel less anxious a little bit. Right now I'm mostly anxious about getting all my last minute things packed, forgetting important items, and spending quality time with everyone before I go. It makes me anxious that lots of people want to see me before I leave...I feel like there is not enough time in the day to see everyone and pack and chill out a bit. I need some time to collect myself! But really I do want to see everyone.
I am taking little momentos of my family to remind me of them...so if you are reading this and I don't have something from you, hook it up! I am taking a little clay box that my dad made, a picture in a frame of me and Jare, and my prayer beads to remind me of home and keep me grounded. Plus I'm sure I'll be doing a lot of praying!! I am taking a photo album with all my friends, family, and each puppy and lizard. You are probably in there and don't even know it. And most importantly, I am taking my mom's 22 year sobriety chip that she presented me with 2 years ago (she has 24 years now. GO MOM!!!!) at CA. It will remind me that medical school is a small feat compared to what she went through to get sober, while raising 2 kids all alone, maintaining 3 jobs and going to school full time. What an amazing woman my momma is. I should be so lucky to turn out like her. That chip will help me get through all of this.
I am really bummed that I don't have one of my grandpa's lucky rocks that he carried around in his pocket for probably 40 years. I miss him like crazy and wish he could be here now. Maybe he is.
My cute girl Cyrus left me her own momento too. While packing I found a bone buried in my clothes and had a big meltdown. I love that girl. I left it there.
I have some great friends. In the last week I had a dinner party, went out with my friends, and last night Ty and Jare cooked us dinner at Ty and Jennies. I love all these crazy people in my life. I'll include some pics in this post...I have hundreds so I'll narrow it down to a few or ten ;)
Friday, March 25, 2011
One week from today...
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Isn't it obvious?
I don't want to go because of these people. I'm not going to lie and say that I'm excited when I'm not. I may be a Negative Nelly right now, but I am being honest. I am terrified. Any other person would probably be excited to leave and experience another culture...but I've always gone against the grain anyway. I'm not a conformist in any way. I believe my beliefs and values are the reason I was accepted to this medical program. I was brutally honest in my interview...talking about how I was raised by a single mother, my father was incarcerated, and I was a non-religious person living in state that highly values religion.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Jare, Mom, and Schad time...Skiing
Have I said how much I love my family? We went skiing for the first time this season...kinda ridiculous, but we got busy. Jare is working his butt off tutoring/disciplining/and now teaching PE! (Grats Jare!) and working as a lifty at Solitude...and on top of all of this he is going to school full time. So proud of him. Mom is working for Choice Humanitarian now, on top of running the Laney Apts, MAD Apts, starting her Real Estate business, and taking care of all the dogs! Schaddy D is rockin' it at Office of the President at ebay and going to school full time. He keeps saying it is the "end of an era" because I am moving, Jare is moving back to Laney (yay) and he is considering moving to Cali to become best friends with the CEO of ebay. He is funny. I love brother even if he is self-centered and annoying 99% of the time.
I LOVE my family. Sometimes I think maybe the reason I don't want kids is because I love my family soooo much that I literally have no more love to give. That sounded really cynical...but isn't a blog like a journal? Kinda? Just sayin'. There are about a million other reasons I don't want kids if that helps at all. But this is for another post! Anyway, we had a riot skiing. Mom's friend Heather was able to join us and the 5 of us had a riot. Jare and Mom: this is an official request for ski's for Christmas for when I come home for the Holidays this year ;)
Saturday, March 12, 2011
My going away party!
Jennie threw me the best going away party a girl could ask for... and I didn't even get drunk and cry. I was told by my mom that if I got drunk and cried, she was leaving. I wanted to remember the night, so I did really well. There was dancing, bull riding, and a lot of laughs. Thanks to all my family and friends. I love you all more than you will ever know.