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Murphy lurves me...as in Murphy's law. To recap. When DH was looking for THE job after training we had several offers. After talking with the SOM regional dean in town "A" and realizing that there were no job opportunities for me, we decided that the job offer in town "B" might be a better fit because that is where the SOM mothership campus was located and I thought I stood a better chance at getting a job.
Well, since there was no job for me. My boss wanted me to continue working. Therefore, the first year I commuted beteween town B and town "C" (where DH did fellowship). After 4 months, the regional dean in town A called and wanted me to start a program at that SOM. I quit my job in town C and began commuting to town A for the next two 1/2 years. Well that sucked and I made the tough decision of walking away from my career and staying at home. A year later, the dean from town B calls and offers me a job. FINALLY DH and I are working in the same town. Woo-hoo - right? Three months in, DH's job gets reeeeealllly bad. The hospital is screwing them over big time. He is miserable and making everyone around him just as miserable. Lo and behold, the division head in town C (where he trained - hope this is not getting too confusing) is retiring and has offered DH a job. It is not only a great opportunity for DH but it gets him out of the hell he is in. I do not exaggerate when I say that our marriage was on the line. I wanted him out of the hospital clutches here and if that meant living apart, so be it. As you can imagine, that can only work for so long. After being apart for 6 months, we decided to sell the house and buy in town C. As Murphy's law would have it, my boss does not want me to leave. So, now they are proposing that I commute. Yes, you got it right. I have now come full circle. I went from working in town C and living in B to now living in C and working in B.
I love my job. I am ashamed to admit that it is a part of my identity. However, I already did the commuting gig and to say it sucks is an understatement. So, I have proposed to only do it part time. I have no idea what that is like. Med ed is not a part time job - right? I would like to believe that maybe on our next move it will be for MY career and DH can make his medicine gig work.
Silly thought huh? I thought about all of you here and I do not know one of you that has moved for YOUR career instead of the dawkter's. Is this what it means to be a med spouse? I thought that when I crossed over to med ed, I would have a better chance in finding work in the same place OR town as the dawkter. Ughhh.
Anyway, I just thought I'd put this out there because you ladies and gents may have a much broader view of my situation. I just feel frustrated right now. I did apply for a position at the SOM in town C last night. I hate to ask for the IMSN mojo just yet because I do not know much about the job and you must always be careful what you wish for. Thanks for reading my rant.
Well, since there was no job for me. My boss wanted me to continue working. Therefore, the first year I commuted beteween town B and town "C" (where DH did fellowship). After 4 months, the regional dean in town A called and wanted me to start a program at that SOM. I quit my job in town C and began commuting to town A for the next two 1/2 years. Well that sucked and I made the tough decision of walking away from my career and staying at home. A year later, the dean from town B calls and offers me a job. FINALLY DH and I are working in the same town. Woo-hoo - right? Three months in, DH's job gets reeeeealllly bad. The hospital is screwing them over big time. He is miserable and making everyone around him just as miserable. Lo and behold, the division head in town C (where he trained - hope this is not getting too confusing) is retiring and has offered DH a job. It is not only a great opportunity for DH but it gets him out of the hell he is in. I do not exaggerate when I say that our marriage was on the line. I wanted him out of the hospital clutches here and if that meant living apart, so be it. As you can imagine, that can only work for so long. After being apart for 6 months, we decided to sell the house and buy in town C. As Murphy's law would have it, my boss does not want me to leave. So, now they are proposing that I commute. Yes, you got it right. I have now come full circle. I went from working in town C and living in B to now living in C and working in B.
I love my job. I am ashamed to admit that it is a part of my identity. However, I already did the commuting gig and to say it sucks is an understatement. So, I have proposed to only do it part time. I have no idea what that is like. Med ed is not a part time job - right? I would like to believe that maybe on our next move it will be for MY career and DH can make his medicine gig work.
Silly thought huh? I thought about all of you here and I do not know one of you that has moved for YOUR career instead of the dawkter's. Is this what it means to be a med spouse? I thought that when I crossed over to med ed, I would have a better chance in finding work in the same place OR town as the dawkter. Ughhh. Anyway, I just thought I'd put this out there because you ladies and gents may have a much broader view of my situation. I just feel frustrated right now. I did apply for a position at the SOM in town C last night. I hate to ask for the IMSN mojo just yet because I do not know much about the job and you must always be careful what you wish for.
Thanks for reading my rant.
Cat mommy since 2002 
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