reflectation...

I'm sitting at home thinking. Libby is asleep next to me, I must have worn her out because she is not even distracted by the tapping on the keys on my keyboard.

Back to thinking...I know lots of things make me contemplate where my life is going...but I think this week is going to be a big one. I start my externship at St. Lukes on tuesday (don't worry, I got a crash course in EKG's last week, so hopefully I won't be clueless). My birthday is friday (no I am not turning 27, that is a dirty rumor, I am actually turning 26...again)...graduate may 1st...I'm sure the list goes much longer than that.

I am so excited at the prospects of starting my externship. It's driving me crazy that the rest of my class is starting tomorrow, but I don't start until tuesday. Normally I would be excited about a impromptu day off, but I am so curious about what all of this is going to be like that the anticipation in killing me. Especially now that I am in a different field than I intended. When I assumed I was going to be in pediatrics, I have been to several pediatrician appts. It's not even that different than a general appt for an adult, so I feel like I know what to expect. But the closest experience with a cardiologist I've ever had was when I was a nanny and Bailey had to see one before her heart surgery, but even then, I never went to the dr. with them, I just heard about it.

Today I did a test run to the hospital I'm going to be at, to see timing and have an idea where I am going...I'm even more nervous because I am working in the medical center and those of you familiar with Houston, that is one crazy area. There is nowhere to park without paying (which I really hope St. Lukes pays for my parking because if not, it's going to cost me $240 a month). I think I have a general idea where I'm supposed to go, but I'm still not sure, I decided that I am going to leave an hour earlier than I would normally so I can be sure to have that all worked out without risking being late. I'd much rather sit around there and be bored than to be stressing out in my car, and God forbid have to call to say I'm going to be late on my first day.