Moving On

David got a pager today. This might not seem like a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but it is another step closer to him being a doctor. He was a fountain of information today when he got home from orientation, it was so cute. I could tell he was extremely excited about the whole thing because he was actually reading all the hand-outs that no one actually reads. I could also tell that he was extremely excited by the overstuffed pockets of his white coat. This guy was PREPARED. It was probably somewhat of a let down to find out that the residents who he will be shadowing weren't at the hospital because they had been on call the night before. So he was home by 4, but that will be unusual. From what I gathered, he will be on call every 5th night, whatever day that ends up being. He won't have to sleep over, but he won't be home til like 8 or 9pm. Which is cool because I'm used to not having him around at all on Thursday or Friday nights due to his job at Ruby Tuesday. He wouldn't get home until 12 or 1am those nights. So it'll be an adventure for the both of us. I told the girls at work about his pager and they said, "So begins the life of a doctor's wife." Whatever that means. It's all in what you make of it and I am so proud and so awed by what Dave has accomplished thus far, that I can only imagine all the good things yet to come. We have a lot to be thankful for, like blessings from Heaven, love and support from our families, awesome church friends, and each other. With all these things he can't help but succeed...however, having an overstuffed white coat sure doesn't hurt, I suppose.