Fewer children, more blog posts

This evening I had a massive craving for chocolate. But I don’t have any in the house. The craving was strong enough that I drove to the grocery store with my mind’s eye specifically on a raspberry dark chocolate I am a fan of. I walked through the bakery, considered some dangerous things, turned the corner to the cookies & candy aisle (conveniently located together, right next door). I walked between the mint oreos and the chocolate bars (alas, no raspberry dark chocolate bars). I felt like I was playing with the tip of a knife on my skin. I walked out without buying anything. 

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Maybe it is a product of the individual, maybe it is a result of where I am in my relationship arc, but right now, I’m falling out of interest in someone I’ve been seeing. This is a perfectly nice person, and someone who is doing interesting things with their life. But if they were to spontaneously not exist on this Earth, the greatest loss for me would be the occasional opportunities to scratch an itch. While I have enjoyed time we’ve spent together, in no way do I crave their attention, time, conversation, company. I have no idea if I will at some point develop those feelings toward another person. I’m sitting with this emotional place and letting it be. I will date when it is fun, stop when it isn’t, and not make myself go out to dinner with someone when all I want is to make a pork chop and hang out with my dog. I have a huge hole in my heart & soul. This is not a hole that can be filled by pouring someone else into it. It has to heal by secondary intention. This is a slower path, it requires me to create MORE of myself to fill the hole. Why isn’t there a Spiritual WoundVac?!? I wonder what my emotional & relationship landscape will look like when I am healed. From where I stand right now, I can’t imagine loving someone else again. I can’t imagine craving someone’s presence in my life. I’m have faith that it may happen, because I have enough trust in the infinite capacity for healing for the human spirit. But I’m not there yet. 

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My dog has gone completely soft. It was lightly raining this evening and I took him out and he was like, NO I WILL NOT. Refused to walk, tried to go back under the carport. When I managed to get him around the side of the house, he went behind some bushes to a space under the neighbor’s walkway and sniffed around and peed UNDER COVER. He’s completely abandoned his PacNW roots. 

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A few times a year it becomes necessary to take a chunk of our residency team out of commission. We run skeleton crews and mostly throw the rotation schedule out the window. We call these weeks Freak Week. Some people find their existence stressful. Probably because they have more responsibility than I do. This week, our 4th years are graduated and getting ready for written boards which are the last week of June for all Ob/Gyn program grads. Our new interns are still in orientation. Yep, it’s Freak Week. I’m in clinic 2 days and on L&D for 4 (I’m working Sat but not Sun). Then next week starts our first rotation of the new year. I’ll be a second year on the benign GYN rotation. This week I’m an intern plus. Or a second year light. Everyone is anticipating the move up to the next rung in the ladder.