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So graduation pictures are this Monday-Wednesday...Crazy! Time is flying by so fast. In preparing for what to do with my hair for this picture I find myself unable to decide. ARRG. This picture will forever hang on the walls of the dental school with the many past and future graduates of Marquette. I can't decide if I should do my hair curly or straight? What you think?

Vomiting Valentine

What is more enjoyable than spending the entire day with the one you love...I can't think of many things. Our valentines started out great as we went and picked out the new stove/oven for our newly remodeled kitchen. We had the most romantic plans for our first real all out cooked meal since the kitchen project started. We were both giddy with excitement deciding what it was we really wanted to have for this eventful meal. Mike decided on Parmesan chicken and sparkling cider. When we got to the appliance store, they informed us that the warehouse closed at 12:30 on Saturdays so we wouldn't be able to pick up the stove. Seriously who closes their warehouse that early on the most shopped day of the week?


Very disappointed we decided to opt for plan B: lunch at Chili's on our way home from running errands. We thought it the best way to beat the crowds and still get to go out together. We both got the never ending salad and soup, with chips and salsa...it was delish! Mike opted for the Cesar, and I stuck with the house salad. I love their potato soup, so that is all I chose, Mike tried the new southwest chili, and chicken enchilada. We both left very full and satisfied. When we arrived home we decided a nap would be best to settle our tummies.


Mike woke up feeling very ill, and took a sudden turn for the worst. I have never in my life seen such violent vomiting! I lost track after 9 times. It started out as undigested products from lunch, when to completely clear liquids, then to yellow and green as he exhausted what was left in him. We spent the entire evening up in the bathroom at 20 minute intervals. By 6:30 the next morning I thought Mike had given everything he had in him to the porcelain potty. He finally fell asleep, his poor sore body from all the heaving. I went to church to give my last lesson to my favorite primary kids. When I returned home to him he looked deceivingly better. But the heaving started all over again with two meer bites of Jello and a single sip of Gatorade. My poor valentine was so lethargic and had lost 6 lbs in a meer 12 hrs. We spent Sunday relaxing and trying to get him to sleep. He wasn't fully recovered until the next Tuesday. He has had the smallest appetite ever since this event (I'm a little jealous, now I'm eating the brunt of most our meals). I'm sure that is the last time we will be dining at Chili's for Valentines day, or maybe ever.

Just breathe: warning super sappy post

Do you ever feel in life that everything is passing by so fast you can't get a grip on anything, that it's hard to even breathe? The past few months I have been debating a very big decision for my and Mike's future. I feel like whenever I have big decisions to make in my life it occupies my thoughts so entirely that I sometimes forget to stop and breathe and enjoy the fabulous life I have. With graduation from dental school so near around the corner I have really debated what I want to do in my future. I've always said that after school I would jump right into practicing dentistry, so that I could get a handle on the incredible $$$ debt load I've acquired and start my family. Many of my close girlfriends have welcomed recently or will be welcoming new darling additions to their families. This makes the mothering instinct in me burn so strong and I get so baby hungry wanting to have little ones of my own....


This last November an opportunity arose for me to partake in a residency program at a near by hospital. I talked with the current residents at that time and immediately found myself questioning everything I'd ever thought about a residency after dental school. I all of the sudden found myself having this overwhelming feeling of professional obligation to my future patients and to myself to pursue further education. This "feeling" had me really torn up inside. I felt guilty for wanting to saturate myself for one more year in my profession to benefit both my knowledge and my patients quality of care, when I also want so badly to be a mommy. This felt like such a big decision to me. I didn't want to feel like a selfish person. I've never really had a desire to be the breadwinner, or to be a business woman...this made me feel like that is what I would be. Thank goodness for supportive family and friends who have let me bounce my thoughts off of them and listen to my inner struggles. I can now breathe again. We decided that one more year of school would be an amazing opportunity, and I really do want to be the best dentist I can. My ability to treat my patients with the best possible care is so important to me. I hate the stigma that dentists have of being so feared, and I hope I can somehow change that for a few people.

So after much debating, I applied two months late to the Residency here, and found out last week that I was accepted! It was a sign that it was meant to be if I procrastinated the decision long enough to really put me out of the running, and they still liked me more than other applicants they were mulling over. I love my life and feel so blessed right now, I have so much to be grateful for, incredible friends, fabulous family, and one man of a husband. Seriously blessed.

Now that I'm breathing again, maybe you'll see the many posts I wanted to sit down to write, and just didn't get to. I hate when I'm such a bad blogger.