For the first time since July 2006, I have a (part-time) paying, outside of the home, job.
This weekend, I start my classroom training to become a scribe in the ED at FSH. I’m extremely excited but also nervous. While being a stay-at-home mom definitely has its challenges, it’s vastly different from working at a job with other adults. Also, this will be my first time working in a health-care setting, so there will be a lot to get used to on that front. And then there’s the whole issue of working in the same department where my husband works (even though I will never be paired with him). Even though I’m sure no one expects much from me, I don’t want to make an idiot of myself in front of people I know, some of whom I’m friends with. I’m so competitive and hard on myself, and I need to rein in my unrealistic expectations. Another thing that will be interesting is that my fellow scribes are mostly pre-med college students or recent graduates taking a year or two off before going to medical or PA school.
I am also the proud owner of fancy ciel blue scrubs–or, as Linnea likes to call them, “work jammies.” Left to my own devices, I would have gotten the cheapies, but shopping with Jon is always a different experience. Once I tried the nice ones, I was sucked in by the softness of the fabric and the fit that was actually pretty flattering.
And now I had better get back to studying, since I’m pretty sure that DTR does not mean “defining the relationship” in medicine.