Me: Great things come...

...though waiting (a.k.a. procrastination) can occasionally be a bad thing. :)

After many moons, I heard from my kids. Yeah, they're not my biological kids but they may as well be; I love those boys like my own. Waaaaaay back in undergrad, I had the pleasure of meeting their family during Mission Waco's "King's Club." And we've been a family ever since.
I must admit, I knew I was destined to move around alot and possibly move far away from home and I didn't know what would become of family ties. And I knew that their Mom moved alot as well (in the best interests of the kids, in my opinion.) I just hoped beyond hope that they would someday get in touch with me.

6 years later, they found my letter and shot me a phone call. They're so grown up now! One's 18, the other two are 13 and 12 respectively. And so well spoken. :) Needless to say, I'm proud of them, no matter what they're up to. Hell, I'm just glad they're alive and well. Hee! I can fully understand why people have kids; just hearing from them put a huge goofy grin on my face.

In any case, I'm going to send them a little positive reinforcement for successfully completing another school year and will definitely keep in touch!

Professional: The Devil Wears a Red Beard...

I just finished a two week stint with potentially one of the worst "professionals" I have ever run across.

The Cow was simply put: an unsavory individual. He has a preceding reputation of picking one person and driving them into the ground. Horror stories include my upper levels leaving rounds in tears and doubting their calling.I was a little bit different. I refused to let someone like him bring me to tears. While the work was grueling (which he had no control over) it was my fervor against what he could control that drive my fury to stand up to him on the 2 occasions that I did. I can't believe someone the likes of this guy is slated to work with residents. I know I know I know that no residency program is perfect, but that shouldn't stop every residency program from attempting to be the best that it can be.

In any case, of course I had to stand up and call bullshit because that's exactly what I felt was being thrown my way. Lol, now that I think about it, there were so many points this month where I could've kicked someone in the shins. I truly was alone this month; my resident compradre wasn't a huge help and no one was willing to do the right thing and step up against the Cow besides my advisor (sorta.) Lol, they were willing to let someone completely rip apart the soul and ambition of another colleague just to save face (theirs of course.) Pathetic.

But now I've survived and know better, now more than ever, who my friends and confidantes are. Suprising to me was the fact that one of the people I considered my biggest supporter and one of the reasons I came here thinks of me as basically a spoiled entitled brat. Lol. Can't win them all indeed.

So what I'll do in the meantime is keep doing my do, changing the lives of the kids under my tutelege and wait until the moment when I can rid myself of the haters. Holla!

Professional: Tipsy...

So besides being a bit tipsy from K-ran's going away get together (of her own volition) I'm sad. I'm sad that I entered a program that basically lied to me. That made promises that I should've known that they couldn't have kept. I got suckered.

I'm glad to have known that I still overall chose them for the right reason: because I liked the residents. But man, if Ihad known then what I know now, I can guarantee that things would be different.

The crazy part is that I have this fatalistic type thinking, wherein I no longer care what happens to me, as long as I try to make changes in what is going on. Yeah, it could be career ending, but so far, I've built up a reputation; one that I could glady start cashing in on. And I think that's exactly what I'll be doing.

I'm going to sleep now. ..