Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe

I think I am about ready to use the phrase "Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe" in our house. Chill is in the process of applying for residency. He tells me that he should have applied 2 months ago, but he just can't decide what kind of doctor he wants to be when he grows up. Many of you know that his plan has been to be an Oncologist. Well in order to get there he would have to do 3 years of Internal Medicine residency and he isn't real excited about that. About a month an a half ago he changed his mind and decided he would go into Pathology. The lifestyle and money are great and the residency isn't bad. I jumped on board and said I'd support him in that and I thought that was the plan...well it was the plan up until last the middle of last week. He started second guessing himself and wondering if he could really do that for a career. I tell you the only topic of discussion in our home for the past week has been about different careers. I don't mind talking about it with Chill but I can't keep up. He changes him mind every hour. I am not joking either. Now I am not sitting here complaining, it has acutally been quite funny. I do feel SO bad for Chill though because he is under so much stress. Well on Friday night Chill decided that he wanted to go into surgery. He loved his surgery rotation and has thought about that many times. He worried about it though because it is a career that could really take you away from your family. I once again said if it makes him happy I'd survive and support him. Well once again that was the plan until Sunday morning. Then he thought maybe he should go into Family Practice. By the end of the day he had once again decided to do Oncology. I thought...wow after all that we are back to where we started. I told Chill that if he changed his mind again Carson and I were going on vacation and were not coming back until he sent in his application. I also told him that if he thought about changing I was going to put all the options in a hat and he could just draw his career!!! I was happy though by Sunday night because he seemed set on Oncology...until Monday morning. He thought maybe Emergency Medicine is what he should do. He also tossed around the idea of Ophthamology every few days or so. Last night Chill told me that he is just going to apply for Internal Medicine. I can't say for sure that is what will happen, but I am sticking with that plan (for today) or else, Carson and I are going on vacation. I'll keep you all posted!!