I hate to state the obvious or risk being clichee, but it seems especially fitting today. I'm starting a blog.
I have several friends who blog about all things large and small, earth-shattering and mundane. I love these insights into fellow friends' minds and look forward to their humor and wisdom. While I haven't had time to blog because of insane work and school schedules, it feels appropriate now...
As my nearest and dearest friends and family know, I recently accepted a job transfer to Chicago. This is the opportunity of a lifetime and I keep wanting to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. I will be working directly under a hospital CEO, learning the ropes in hospital administration. For the first month or two, I will be smack-dab in the center of the action, in scrubs. My notable rotations include ER, OR, and Radiology. Did I mention that when I observed in the ER during my senior year of high school, I passed out cold when I saw a broken tibia jutting out a child's leg? That's why I changed my major from pre-med to, well, anything that didn't include bone fragments!
And here I sit...about to enter that world again. I wonder if I should watch those heinously grotesque shows like House, CSI, and other stuff, to desensitize myself?! I'm kidding. Well, sort of!
I'm blessed with numerous friends who constantly express their concern, support, and encouragement. I will have so many stories, experiences, and frustrations to share and I hope this blog serves as a communication to those friends and family members without whom I couldn't take this amazing leap into the unknown.
I have several friends who blog about all things large and small, earth-shattering and mundane. I love these insights into fellow friends' minds and look forward to their humor and wisdom. While I haven't had time to blog because of insane work and school schedules, it feels appropriate now...
As my nearest and dearest friends and family know, I recently accepted a job transfer to Chicago. This is the opportunity of a lifetime and I keep wanting to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. I will be working directly under a hospital CEO, learning the ropes in hospital administration. For the first month or two, I will be smack-dab in the center of the action, in scrubs. My notable rotations include ER, OR, and Radiology. Did I mention that when I observed in the ER during my senior year of high school, I passed out cold when I saw a broken tibia jutting out a child's leg? That's why I changed my major from pre-med to, well, anything that didn't include bone fragments!
And here I sit...about to enter that world again. I wonder if I should watch those heinously grotesque shows like House, CSI, and other stuff, to desensitize myself?! I'm kidding. Well, sort of!
I'm blessed with numerous friends who constantly express their concern, support, and encouragement. I will have so many stories, experiences, and frustrations to share and I hope this blog serves as a communication to those friends and family members without whom I couldn't take this amazing leap into the unknown.
I love the title - I, frequently, sing this little ditty to my kids when we can't seem to get through the day :) I'm so glad that you're doing a blog! I can get my Jill "fix" daily even when you are far away!!!!
ReplyDeleteI'm excited that you'll be THAT much closer to Iowa and when you REALLY want to do something, it's worth doing. I was terrified my first day in the hospital and didn't think I would manage. I survived my year in the hospital: jutting out bones, cracked open chests, viewing bypass surgeries, wound vacs and all sorts of other stuff. When it's your true calling (as chaplaincy was for me and administration is for you), God gives you the grace to witness even the "grossest" stuff. It just won't bother you. I promise. Love you always and forever! ~Epistemelogical Doorknob
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