tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4741749161353390550.post730888792445707156..comments2023-09-16T07:15:41.115-07:00Comments on A Resident's Wife: audience participation - MYTHSTheFamousStaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07755461640864154378noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4741749161353390550.post-43823267693525656292011-09-04T13:32:04.788-07:002011-09-04T13:32:04.788-07:00ha! this is greatness! I totally believed these ...ha! this is greatness! I totally believed these were the myths back in med school/residency but what is hysterical is now I am blonde, skinny and tanned. I was a dyed red head for 20 years, three kids during his residency had left my body looking abused, but after a year in the gym daily I am way stronger than ever, I went platinum to be more punk (think Annie Lenox) and I discovered Jergans tan lotion makes me look humancolored, not my natural sickly ghostlike. So now I am #1 on your list!! (except my 'club' is the public gym.) <br /><br />And #8 - When he started working 60 hours a week I did hire a woman to help 15 hours a week with the house - moved her up to 20plus hours when he started working 80 hours, but she doesn't show up regularly, as she has her own family and two other jobs to balance. I do most of the cleaning, she does laundry(I HATE laundry) and bathrooms. This frees his home time up for playing with the kids and me, no nagging about chores.<br /><br />This list and the addendums are true - the false perceptions people have about who I am and what I do because my sweetie is a doctor floor me daily. 18 years ago I was in art school, dating a long-haired jazz drummer!! It's been a long strange trip. The fact that I'm a SUV driving drs wife in the suburbs with a maid is surreal, but hardly the whole picture. We're in a modest neighborhood for this area, I know there is no extra money and I hope we're out of debt before the kids go to college, but I doubt it. <br /><br />I have one to add:<br /><br />17. My husband can diagnose what is wrong with everyone, and we get excellent medical care from him. (hah! We have to insure ourselves because he's a self-employed contract employee!! NO BENEFITS)daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06628094433159522749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4741749161353390550.post-16875209135119547892011-08-21T18:03:43.521-07:002011-08-21T18:03:43.521-07:00Rachel - hating will not be tolerated here. Come ...Rachel - hating will not be tolerated here. Come back when you can play nice.TheFamousStaciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07755461640864154378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4741749161353390550.post-56476618504154175812011-08-09T07:10:35.758-07:002011-08-09T07:10:35.758-07:00I think ya'll have put together a great list. ...I think ya'll have put together a great list. SO true! <br /><br />I have noticed that since we started this whole medicine thing that many women - especially queen bee types - will keep there distance from me. Like, that my husband's doctorness may dethrone them or something. (Even women I have known and been close friends with half my life)<br /><br />It this my imagination or has anyone else noticed this?TheFamousStaciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07755461640864154378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4741749161353390550.post-7156754309038766632011-08-09T03:14:53.922-07:002011-08-09T03:14:53.922-07:00LOL @ The List and LMAO @ Marisa's response
1...LOL @ The List and LMAO @ Marisa's response<br /><br />14. Your children are spoiled <br />[My father is a physician, and I grew up with kids who thought I had everything--trust me, THEY had more AND their own bathroom.]<br /><br />15. You have your own career<br />[Surprisingly, in DH's residency program, people *expect* the DW's to have a job/career/etc./ Ugh. I just wanna do me at this point.]<br /><br />16. You're COMPLETELY clueless as to what he does all day at the hospital.<br />[I can talk shop about cases like the rest of 'em. I know what a pulmonary embolism is!]Mrs. Fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00203000504655652613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4741749161353390550.post-27545531948271106602011-08-08T19:51:57.954-07:002011-08-08T19:51:57.954-07:001. I'm not skinny. I'm average size. I am ...1. I'm not skinny. I'm average size. I am tan. Because I'm 75% Mexican. <br />2. I'm not "All About the Benjamins. I'm a freaking lawyer. I'm I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T.<br />3. I do not enjoy tennis. In high school, I got pegged in the ribs with a tennis ball by a guy serving in the course next to me during gym class. I wear suits. Or gym shorts and t-shirts.<br />4. I'd freaking die if my cat got a paper cut. I don't have kids, but I'll sure as hell take care of and love them when I do have them.<br />5. Our house is barely worth $100,000.<br />6. Again. I'm a lawyer. I got my own house (well, maybe not). I got my own car (I really do).<br />7. Ha. I pay my credit cards myself.<br />8. Ha. I would not WANT a maid in my house. She wouldn't clean right. I prefer to do it myself. <br />9. I'm a lawyer.<br />10. I'm TERRIFIED of Rx drugs. I don't even like taking aspirin. <br />11. ... I got my own house ... I got my own car. I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T do you know what that means?<br />12. Bitch, please. I'll break yo face.<br />13. We haven't been on a vacation in 2 years. I pay for my own manicure. The public pool is great. My mother still buys me clothing from department stores. I don't have any need for 17-year-old boys.Marisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08279271737371822832noreply@blogger.com