First Day

Today was Dave's first day on rotations.  It reminded me a lot of my first days of school.  The night before, we made sure his clothes were pressed to their finest, there was decent food for lunch, and set 2 different alarm clocks. (Don't make fun, you know you'd do the same.) Then, at 6:45 this morning Dave was dressed, kissed me goodbye, and headed out the door.  The days of him walking into class scruffy and wearing his favorite grey sweats are behind us now.  The patients waiting to be seen will be told he's a med student, but like so many others, they'll expect him to answer as a doctor nonetheless.  The studying has not ended, but has become even more important than before.  We've reached the half-way point and can ponder the decisions that once seemed forever away.  Today was the first day of our next two years.