Tuesday, July 25, 2006

My lovely husband has lent me his anatomy colouring book, a souveneir from past days in art school, to help in my medical school preparation. I am not sure that I am learning anything but it makes for a good relaxation tool.

Speaking of my lovely husband I have been getting a strange reaction as a new married female medical student. I guess it has always been around but it seems to be more prevalent now that orientation is looming. It seems like the general feeling is a profound sympathy for my husband for being hitched to someone who has decided to leap back into school for another 3 years of overeducation, combined with suspicion that the act of hitching was motivated by the handy financial obligations that come along with the 'in sickness and in health'. I was told yesterday that my husband must be a very understanding man. In this case I am not sure that the 'understanding' extends to 'letting' me go to school or by letting me aspire to have a career at all. I know that I am awfully insulated but I thought people would think that my husband would be lucky to be married to a smart ambitious person that is choosing to use her talents to help people. This is definately not a universally help opinion.

I am not usually privy to these discussions but my husband has been regaled by a number of stories of opportunistic women who have dumped their husbands shortly after finishing the medical training these hapless men helped pay for. I keep telling him that he is the best husband I could have, but if I was going to marry purely for money I could probably do better. I live in one (possible the) fastest growing cities in North America; real estate here is going up hundreds of dollars a day; millionaires are being made every quarter thanks to the high oil and gas prices. Frankly I am a little insulted that these story tellers think I couldn't find a fatter wallet; if that was what I was seeking. I really think a better husband couldn't be found but I could probably enslave a better benefactor if that was my marriage goal. I am insulted that these people think my motives are so unpure and I am further insulted that they think I am not better able to fullfill these base goals.

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