Procrastination
So I just took a peek at Residentblog and was reminded that its been about a year since I’ve posted there. Things are pretty different now. There were the Dark Times between April and October where I had six back-to-back intense call months: medicine wards intern, low-risk obstetrics, intensive care unit, high-risk obstetrics, medicine ward as senior resident, a month of night shifts in the ER. Now I am a student again (until January)! I’m going to PSU and working on a masters in public health and its wacky. I’ve got all kinds of final papers due right now. For most of the semester I’ve managed to use the time to become re-centered: I’ve taken up Ashtanga, I’ve been going to the local soto Zendo and I’ve been eating and drinking with AWARENESS. Now with the big-ass turkey day and all, all moderation has gone out the window and I found myself sitting in front of the computer all day eating and drinking and feeling bloatey- topping the day off with WAY too much thai food.
We had a lovely day on Thursday, though, cleaned our house like crazed weasels and had about 20 dear people over.
Here’s what I’d rather be doing than working on my paper:
* Working on my breast-pumping project. I want to put together a zine about women’s experience pumping at the hospital.
* Working on my memoir zine for my writing class with Ariel Gore at the Attic which is going to be all about my internship complete with my dazzling birth haikus!
* Looking into fellowships in addiction medicine and family planning. Fantasizing about a brief sabbatical to New York City.
* Just about anything else.
Well, since I’m not getting anything done I may as well join my husband-guy and friends as they play speed scrabble and drink white russians out in the living room.
lovelove
Amanda





