Lo hicimos! We did it! As of about 7:30 this morning, residency is complete. He is officially a board eligible anesthesiologist. Wow. It hasn't really sunk in yet.
When I started dating Dave I knew he wanted to go back to school. Not long after we were married, it was decided-together- that it was medical school he wanted to pursue and so shortly after our first anniversary, he started back to school for a Bachelor's degree. Fast forward 11 years, 2400 miles worth of moves, $250,000 in student loans, 2 kids and here we are. Did I know what I was in for? Nope, no idea. Would I do it again? Absolutely not. Do I regret it? No, though it has been difficult beyond anything I would've imagined. The number of nights that he has fallen asleep within 1/2 hour of getting home are more than I can count.
But on the other hand, I've been witness to someone who dreamed something and against pretty siginicant odds, acheived that dream. Afterall, this is the guy that flunked out of college at 21 with a 0.6 GPA. Who goes to medical school after that?! He has such a passion and a talent for medicine that it truly would've been a loss for him to not be where he is today. I'm glad to have been part of the ride, being the support system. It's much easier to say that now that we are finally, finally here.
There is still the fellowship, but the job search has already started. We are headed to Indiana for 3 job interviews next month. It gives us hope that there really is a reward for the nose to the grindstone existence we've lived for the last 11 years.
An anesthesiologist. Wow.