The Good Life

My cousin is a doctor. Right now she is doing her residency and so she works close to 16 hours a day. We are all very proud of her. I know that it takes dedication and real desire to be able to get this done. I find that since her schedule is so busy and she lives so far away, that our time with her is really precious. She used to be with this really nice guy, but I think , from what I remember her commitments and schedule broke them up. It was a real shame because they are or were I’m not sure a really cute, devoted, and sweet couple. They used to be inseparable.

I am now starting to understand what her boyfriend went through while trying to have a relationship with her. As I have mentioned before , I recently became the wife of a cab driver. Don’t get me wrong, we have been married for over 7 years, so us getting together is not new, but the job is new. This also means that the schedule is new. Anyway, we are trying to make it. However , I am starting to notice some changes between us. I know that to some of you who read this , it may seem like I am complaining all the time. Let me be clear, this is not complaining, these are mere observations. Complains are the type of thing you just talk about without really wanting to do anything about changing your situation. Observations are totally objective and when you see something about the situation that you don’t like then the observer may choose to change what is happening by doing something about it. These are observations, so far.  However, I am starting to see some changes that may need to be made.

Let’s step back into a few days ago if you will.  When the training started, we were both all for it.. The first thing I noticed was that his schedule seems to be very close to that of a doctor’s schedule. While this schedule does not include the debt of the medical degree, or the inside information into the health care system, it does seem to include the isolation of it. The other day, I noticed that when my husband stopped by to see a friend before he came home. I usually don’t mind that, but I hadn’t seen him in over 12 hours, so naturally, I wanted to be the first one that got to see him outside of work. Another thing that happened was that when he finally got home, all he did was take a shower, eat dinner, and 20 minutes later crawl into bed and pass out until the alarm clock went off at 5am claiming that he was just going to take a nap. No conversation to speak off except to defend his schedule, and to tell me about how his hours would change in a few days into 2 hours earlier from the present schedule. I guess I am noticing that I have to take a number now when it comes to my husband. I don’t mind, I am used to having to take a number when it comes to romance, but it’s new when it comes to having to take a number with my husband. I am used to being his number one. Is it wrong on me to want the perks of a doctor’s schedule even through we may not have the salary? Or am I entitled to be the first appointment on my husband’s schedule?

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