Three's a Crowd

Today B. worked his last day as a first year resident. Similarly, my brother-in-law (who was B.'s Chief Resident, have I mentioned that yet?) turned in his pager, keys, scrubs, etc., and walked out of the doors of UT for the last time (well, maybe he'll be back someday, but you know what I mean).

So while I celebrate B.'s accomplishment, I feel somewhat defeated seeing my in-laws moving on with their salary-making/career-booming lives, leaving us in the dust, and knowing we've still got a three year hill to climb. Three more when this first one was one of the slowest-passing of my life. Was it really only a year because it felt like five.

All I can do is remind myself that we are lucky. We have friends who didn't even match. We could have easily found ourselves in that situation last year. But we didn't. And here we are, one year down.

We can do it.

And tomorrow we leave for five days in Hilton Head. A graduation trip of sorts for the graduating Chief.

So, really, I shouldn't complain so much. Because we may have three long agonizing years ahead of us, but I'm sure whatever happens between now and then will be memorable and rewarding times. And maybe, just maybe when B. turns in his pager and walks out of the hospital for the last time there will be a trip to Hawaii at the end.

Because after this first year, he deserves it. (Okay, and so do I.)