Today for the first time since school has been out I actually slept in. I went to bed relatively early last night, about 11 pm and didn't wake up until 9:30 am this morning. It was nice since last Sat I tried to sleep in but only made it until 7:30 am. Lucky there were quite a few of us who couldn't sleep so we all went to Ernie's (a local breakfast restaurant) for one last group breakfast. It is neat to hear about what everyone is going to be doing this summer. Some of my friends are doing research, others are doing externships with local doctors. Then there are those who are traveling like myself. One friend is doing it for the diving while another is going to visit family and do mission work. I will be excited when we meet up again in August to hear about everyones summer adventures. You never know what may happen.
Not your typical day at the lake
Not to get too sentimental or anything but I am really happy to have found a great group of friends. It is more than people to socialize with, it is like a support group. No matter how hard someone outside the "meddie circle" as my sister calls it, it is difficult to understand. I honestly feel bad when I whine about what I am doing in school, unless it is to someone who is struggling with the same thing. I wonder how many of us will stay in touch when 3rd, 4th yr, and once residency rolls around. Hopefully it will be quite a few but from past experiences I doubt that will happen.
Ok moving on to a not so mushy topic, moving day. The remodeling is finally done at the lake so the movers (some of Table Rocks finest) stopped by to drop off all the packed up stuff. I felt kind of bad just sitting around watching them move stuff in, oh wait I did have a job. I was in charge of keeping Bridget out of the way, very demanding I know. The movers were interesting people. The older guy was like 60 and in charge of moving the light stuff and putting away the moving blankets. The next guy was probably 20 yrs younger and was Native American. He had a great sense of humor, a little dirty I think, but was very friendly. He actually made a comment about my Rwanda genocide book that was sitting out. He thought that if someone was wanting to study genocide they didn't need to go to Africa to do it. They need not look any farther than the Native Americans and what happened to them. I always knew they were treated horribly, wrongfully and basically murdered but I never crossed my mind to be labeled genocide. Perhaps it is because that term was coined in the early 20th century or maybe because people where just after the Native American's land, not eliminating them as a race. I don't know. I don't know that much about Native American history either so if someone knows something I don't please fill me in. Ok moving on...to the younger 20 something guy with tatooes all over his body, shaved head, and kicked out of the army. I bit intimidating but he was cute.
However, I no longer feel bad after I unloaded all of the boxes of kitchen crap and other random boxes. It wasn't really that bad but I seriously was like where are we going to put this stuff and will the boxes ever end. Mom came in and helped me with the last few boxes because I had no idea where she wanted it all. Finally around 6 we just stopped and went down to the dock.
I love the dock. It is so peaceful and the breeze is one of the best feelings. I attempted to fish but after trying 3 different lures I quite, fishless and down one lure. Instead I turned into mechanical Meg and took the batteries out of the wave runners. I have to admit Ad helped me a little but only with the tough screws because I physically couldn't do that myself. Tomorrow we will get new batteries everything will be good as new. Now only if the water was a few degrees warmer.....
One event that really made my day was talking to Em in London via skype. It was great to actually see her and talk to her in real time. My mom was pretty impressed to with the abilities of the internet. The trick though was being on the computer at the same time. Lucky I have the internet on my phone. Yes when I initially got it I was talked into it by the salesman but I will never get another phone without it. It comes in handy at so many times, to prove to Wal-mart that I already paid for my pictures, to get directions, to look up an address in my email box, and much more. The best feature is that I get alerts when I have a new email. This means that when my sister emails me from London I can reply back within minutes. It is kind of like text messaging since it is crazy expensive to internationally text. It also give me the chance to know when I should get on the computer to skype. That sounds dumb but I like it.
Going to get into the hot tub and
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My name is Meg and I am currently a Geriatrics and Palliative Care Fellow at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York City. I started this blog several years ago as a way to remember and talk about what I experienced while studying abroad in Rwanda during the summer of 2009.