"No problem, we cook lamb"

Oh my it is late and I'm certain that I should be closing my computer and going to sleep, especially since our alarm is sure to wake me at 5 in the morning. Yes ... 5 AM! Annie is obsessively licking her paws and John is attempting sleep next to me. (And just as I finish typing that last part he says "before you put your computer away will you look up the Acura MDX for me? I think I have officially accepted that my husband likes cars.)

I enjoyed work today. I liked staying busy and walking all over the hospital and seeing patients in the office and learning more about chronic mesentaric ischemia. I really do love my job and I'm still glowing by the idea that I am no longer a student but a REAL physician assistant. Wearing my long white coat makes me feel professional and its awesome. There are a few things about the job that aren't desirable but just can't be avoided ... for example ... palpating femoral pulses in a groin that is sure to have something nasty, the horrific smell of rotting flesh or a gram negative wound, the absolutely horrendous smell of body odor and cigarettes and alcohol and moldy clothes and urine all together, wrapping a MRSA wound, holding sweaty feet ... that kind of stuff. All that being said, I still get to cut peoples toes off and pull intestines out of the stomach, suture veins and arteries the size of matchsticks and keep a person from bleeding to death on the table with my bare hands (bare hands meaning double gloved hands). I have a great profession.

Oh we also got our Christmas tree today. Actually John got it and it was perfectly standing in the corner of our living room when I got home. It's amazingly cute and fat for John's standards. I picked out a few a couple of days ago but John went with a smaller one. I'm sure this was a good move considering we could barely walk through the living room in our last apartment with the one I picked out last year. I tend to go for the most stout trees. They just seem cuter as balls until I get them in the house and they are so round that they are practically in the middle of the room. I love the way the house smells now and even though most of the snow has melted already and the temperature is finally bearable it's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.



I am going to my first real Christmas party tomorrow at my surgeons house. His wife is from Cyprus and apparently she pulls out a five course meal and we all sit around a beautifully decorated dining table and laugh at each others jokes. I get to wear my nice black dress and John actually tried on his outfit before he went to bed. We are a bit excited. I will have the dilemma of eating meat but I've decided I'm going to try everything since I haven't eaten any in over two weeks. Plus I don't want his wife to be offended. It's kind of like that one part in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" when she says: "You don't eat meat? What do you mean you don't eat meat? No problem, we cook lamb". I love that part.

Well, it is way past my bed time now and John and Annie are both snoring. Now I have to find that Acura MDX.