If you are married and in medical school please tell me how it is. Please be brutally honest...do you regret taking that step while going through medical school?
Definitely possible. In fact, it keeps things in perspective so I feel being married in med school is a huge advantage.If you are married and in medical school please tell me how it is. Please be brutally honest...do you regret taking that step while going through medical school?
If you are married and in medical school please tell me how it is. Please be brutally honest...do you regret taking that step while going through medical school?
Ok, I'll be brutally honest. I couldn't have done this without my wife.
This thread cracks me up. Being married has made every day of medical school easier and better for me. I can't imagine going through this single!
It is working out fine so far for me with a very understanding and supportive husband. He's been doing a lot more around the house than he did before I started med school.
Honestly, it's nice at to have someone to talk to at the end of the day who isn't part of medical school. It keeps school from consuming my life!
Brutally honest.
I married the most awesome, fabulous, understanding, supportive husband. EVER. Granted, we've been married for a while before school. We have two school-aged children. But this man started his career OVER to move to my school. He had the perfect hours. A ton of time off. He now works graveyards, being totally underutilized for his skills. He has ZERO time off. He took a 50% pay cut. His work week STINKS. The company administration is maddening and I swear their family trees are lodge-pole pines.
And yet he smiles whenever he sees me. He comes home and makes me coffee and warms up my car before I leave for school. He does laundry. He cleans. He'll go grocery shopping if I make him a list. And he is so happy my dreams are coming to fruition.
Most of all, he ISN'T MED SCHOOL. He's reality. A soft place to land. Someone who will listen to this jibberish I now spout with ease and nod like he understands. Someone who will just hold my hand and let me cry with frustration and exhaustion. He celebrates my successes, listens to my fears, to my failures (fortunately not too many of those). He is my best friend, my confidant, my lover, my partner in life, come what may.
Brutally honest.
I MISS MY HUSBAND. We sleep different schedules. We eat different schedules. I HATE THAT. It's hard. There are times he feels left behind because he no longer understands when I talk about what I'm struggling to learn... and it makes me weep that he feels that way. We talk a lot (even though some days we literally only have 10 minutes) about how we're doing. And we realize out loud that "this too shall pass". I make sure I appreciate him however I can. He likes root beer floats when he comes home from work. I make darn sure there's his favorite ice cream and his favorite root beer in the house all the time. I rub his feet before work when I can. I rub lotion into his hands when his cuticles split. I make sure his favorite foods are in the house, even things as stupid as his favorite fabric softener. He doesn't use an alarm clock at night -- I wake him up. It's the least I can do for all he does for me. I don't know I could be doing this journey without him.
And that man will so deserve to retire when I'm working.
You need to realize that med school isn't reality. It is a weird, stressful time when how you think about almost EVERYTHING will change. And quickly. A marriage needs to be brutally honest within itself if you're going to make it through. And you need to appreciate each other for what you can do now and forgive what you can't do now.
If you are married and in medical school please tell me how it is. Please be brutally honest...do you regret taking that step while going through medical school?
Brutally honest.
I married the most awesome, fabulous, understanding, supportive husband. EVER. Granted, we've been married for a while before school. We have two school-aged children. But this man started his career OVER to move to my school. He had the perfect hours. A ton of time off. He now works graveyards, being totally underutilized for his skills. He has ZERO time off. He took a 50% pay cut. His work week STINKS. The company administration is maddening and I swear their family trees are lodge-pole pines.
And yet he smiles whenever he sees me. He comes home and makes me coffee and warms up my car before I leave for school. He does laundry. He cleans. He'll go grocery shopping if I make him a list. And he is so happy my dreams are coming to fruition.
Most of all, he ISN'T MED SCHOOL. He's reality. A soft place to land. Someone who will listen to this jibberish I now spout with ease and nod like he understands. Someone who will just hold my hand and let me cry with frustration and exhaustion. He celebrates my successes, listens to my fears, to my failures (fortunately not too many of those). He is my best friend, my confidant, my lover, my partner in life, come what may.
Brutally honest.
I MISS MY HUSBAND. We sleep different schedules. We eat different schedules. I HATE THAT. It's hard. There are times he feels left behind because he no longer understands when I talk about what I'm struggling to learn... and it makes me weep that he feels that way. We talk a lot (even though some days we literally only have 10 minutes) about how we're doing. And we realize out loud that "this too shall pass". I make sure I appreciate him however I can. He likes root beer floats when he comes home from work. I make darn sure there's his favorite ice cream and his favorite root beer in the house all the time. I rub his feet before work when I can. I rub lotion into his hands when his cuticles split. I make sure his favorite foods are in the house, even things as stupid as his favorite fabric softener. He doesn't use an alarm clock at night -- I wake him up. It's the least I can do for all he does for me. I don't know I could be doing this journey without him.
And that man will so deserve to retire when I'm working.
You need to realize that med school isn't reality. It is a weird, stressful time when how you think about almost EVERYTHING will change. And quickly. A marriage needs to be brutally honest within itself if you're going to make it through. And you need to appreciate each other for what you can do now and forgive what you can't do now.