#nesting

I have given up spending money on clothes and have turned my attention to household furniture. The battle is currently trying to suppress my natural urges and splurge because I have a student budget. But E. has been quite accommodating and has agreed to buy some Nordic style chairs. It's such a strange concept negotiating with someone over spending money. That is not your own.

#awkwardmoments

I had to ring up a patient yesterday to organise a time that my classmate and I could go and visit to interview.
Patient: So, will it be just yourself coming?
Me: Oh, no. My partner will be coming too.

J: *snickers* So I am your partner now?
Me: elbows J

Patient: Partner... as in life partner or work?
Me: Oh, no - as in my work partner

J is laughing his head off, completely in earshot of the patient who is still on the phone.

#wholeheartedly

It happened here, and now in the US - and now, my Facebook is covered by rainbows. I suppose for too long I didn't really have a stance as such, possibly because I simply tried not to engage myself in the matter. But the reality is that I do need to make a stand and state what I believe in.

http://careynieuwhof.com/2015/06/some-advice-on-same-sex-marriage-for-us-church-leaders-from-a-canadian/

I wholeheartedly agree with all the points highlighted by this pastor. For those who want a quick summary:

1. The church has always been counter-cultural: this makes absolute sense because we were called to be in the world, but not of it.
2. It's actually strange to to ask non-Christians to hold Christian values
3. Let's face it... we're been dealing with sex outside of traditional marriage for a long time: both Christians and non-Christians: just because it's homosexual doesn't mean it is any worse than heterosexual sex outside marriage. This also applies to any other sin mentioned by the Bible
4. The early church never looked to the government for guidance. Again as point 1.
5. Judgement of LGBT people is destroying any potential relationship.

So let us stop pointing the finger, using derogatory terms and crying that the world will end. Let us ask God for grace and wisdom as to how to approach the situation that best illustrates God's love and yet, His righteousness.

#finally

It's taken us five years...


but we're finally making gains. Talk about timing - I honestly think God had His hand on this all.

#ihavefoundit

My ring comes in rose gold.




I don't know why I should be excited (given that engagement is not on the cards for at least two years), but I am immensely excited.

Now I am going to have mega FOMO.

#throwback

E. and I were talking on the phone a few nights ago and he was telling me about how the barista at the hospital knows his order off by heart - one morning, another doctor volunteered to go on a coffee run for the team and when she asked E. what he wanted, he was like "Oh, just tell the barista whatever E. normally gets - she'll know what it is".

I told him that I did not expect a skater shoe, jeans wearing eighteen year old E. to turn into a long black drinking hipster.

This is a perfect example of investing in something and reaping massive interest.



Side note: it's only been the second week of public health and I hate medicine.

#justanothernote

I think I may have found my aisle song: Hunger - Ross Copperman.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the heartbreaking scene between Damon and Elena in the season finale of season 6. By the way Shonda Rhimes, that is how you write a character off a show.

In other news, it has been five days into our public health run and I have learnt only one thing: that it is possible to hate public health more than I originally did. In fact, I kind of just want to run off into the sunset with half my medical degree complete.

I actually spent the entire day today writing my ethics essay and it's a sad day when I would much rather be doing ethics than medicine. Sidebar - my ethics essay kicks ass. I have to give credit to Dr. B for choosing such a poignant book for the class to read and discuss - for all disillusioned medical students who don't think true (and unforced) cultural competency is a thing (especially in New Zealand), I would recommend reading The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down by Anne Fadiman. It will challenge your view.


Side note: I think I'm almost ready. For the first time in years, I think I might be finally okay. And you have no idea how liberating it is to simply no longer give a single fuck. Almost.