Since I have never written in a journal, I guess I'll put something up here, so in 4 years I can remember what I thought about the 1st year of dental school.
Currently we are about half way through the first semester (which equals 1/16 through DS). Our first year is spent at the med school at the U of U, then our last 3 years are out at Creighton in Omaha. Since we spend a year with the med students, for all intents and purposes that is what I am right now. After my first day of class, I was having second thoughts on giving up my pilot career to go through 4 more years of school. Luckily, things have got much better since that first week, and I feel much better about the decision. On that note, I am REALLY glad that I choose to be a dentist not a doctor... can you imagine up to another 8 years of training post med school graduation!!!
On top of a busy school schedule, life at home has been pretty busy as well. We opted to live with my parents while we were down in SLC, to save us some money over the 9 months that we will be here. It just so happens that my sister and her family (4 kids) sold their house and needed a place to stay until they found a new home... so they also would be staying at my parents house. Well if you can't do the math, that is 10 people living under 1 roof... Kinda hectic. Needless to say, I usually stay at school to study, so I'm there from 8am-8pm. So 10 people living in one house is definitely hectic, but its been pretty cool. I've got to hang out with my nieces, learn more about my brother in law, and focus on not spitting logies on my sister like I did growing up. They just found a new house and are moving this week, and I'm not quite sure what we'll do with them gone.
On a different note, Tballs is definitely pregnant. She has recently gained the nickname "waddles". I've been kinda upset about the timing of this kid thus far (or the fact that we are having a kid period), but once he started to beat t-neal up from the inside out, its kind of cool. I guess she doesn't like it very much, but its pretty rad to see the little kid kicking and punching... It kind of makes it a little more real I guess.
While I'm on the subject of Tballs...I guess I'll mention that she started taking flying lessons. I'm pretty stoked for her... well, because she is doing something I love. She says it because she wants to do something out of her comfort zone, plus if we are going to eventually take our family on trips in our own airplane someone else needs to know how to land, in case I pass out. Whatever the reason, I think its awesome that she is getting over her quasi fear of flying. hopefully she will solo before she has the baby, then finish up her license before we leave for omaha.
