It's Not You, It's Me

I miss blogging. I've been thinking of it a lot lately. In fact, I have three half-finished posts saved on my MacBook. At the rate I'm going they're never going to get finished and posted. Serves me right for being so long-winded. 

Truth is, mat leave is busy. Damn busy. I'm trying to balance baby, dogs, household and studying for my emergency medicine board exams in September. Even with Mr. Couz home more often than not (nice having a husband that works part-time for this reason) every spare minute is accounted for. And I can't imagine it getting any better once I'm back to work. 

So I'm trying to do everything now. Spend time with the kid, learn ALL of emergency medicine, reclaim pre-baby waistline... I'm starting to feel like I've bitten off more than I can chew. 

More soon, I hope. I miss my blog.

I Am a Bad Person

It's Match Day! Why do I, as a third year emergency medicine resident, care? After all, we matched our incoming class of PGY-3 EM residents back in November. We're a rural centre which rarely fills all of our family medicine spots. I have very little contact with first year family medicine residents, and will only be a resident myself until the end of November. So basically, this day doesn't really have any impact on my life. Except, possibly, to bring back the PTSD flashbacks of my own Match Day 3 years ago. 

Because someone who once did something very nasty to me is graduating from medical school this year. Word on the street is that she's not in a great position to match to her chosen specialty. If there is such thing as karma, she is currently drowning her sorrows somewhere as we speak.

I am a bad person. ;-)