Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Survival Stories: Don't Yell at the Flowers

I'm overdue in posting something here, which really hurts me more than anyone since writing is so therapeutic to me.  Chalk it up to a stressful home purchase, moving, and trying to get settled in before school starts on August 13, but I haven't sat down to write in months.

A conversation I had with my children over the summer has stuck in my mind, though, and I think it's applicable to nearly everyone, in every stage of life.  Our son is nine; he is a bright, funny, friendly kid, but he inherited impatience from both my husband and myself.  Not surprisingly, it is his only sibling, our four-year old daughter, who tests his patience the most.  One day, he was particularly exasperated with her, and he moaned to me, "Mommy, why can't she just grow?  Why does it take so long?  When will she change?"

Many replies ran through my head, but as I was picking the right one, I saw a pot outside by my parents' pool.  In it were some zinnia seeds my daughter and my dad had planted a few weeks before.  The stems were getting higher, the buds getting more ready to bloom, but they weren't quite ready.  I pointed this out to our son, L, and asked him if the flowers would bloom sooner if we went outside and yelled at them, the way he felt like yelling at his sister.  He laughed, and agreed that yelling at flowers to grow would only make us look foolish.  I told him that he should try thinking of his (fierce, strong, vocal, determined) sister as a flower.  She is growing, but in her own time.

I think L understood what I was trying to teach him, though patience with Little A continues to be a big growing point.  Since then, though, I've realized how often I've tried to yell at the flowers, so to speak.  From little things to big, I somehow have this notion that my timetable is the best, the only way to go.  No matter what your spiritual leanings, I think we can all agree that none of is in charge here.  Things happen that we can't control, people do things that let us down, change happens slowly or not at all...if we are the yelling-at-flowers type, we will get torn up inside.  It's a tiring and unhealthy way to live.

As I've walked beside my husband through medical school, a five-year residency, and now four years of private practice, there are so many things that I thought I wanted to change--how long it was taking, how hard it was, personal struggles, financial difficulties, uncertainty about big decisions--but when I look back, I can see that if those things, people, and situations had changed the way I thought they should have, then perhaps my husband and I (and our kids) wouldn't have grown and changed the way we were supposed to, either!

It's hard for L to have patience with his sister.  But I know he loves her, and I know that the patience he does show is growing, and it is developing deep kindness, endurance, humility, and a prayerful heart in this young boy.  Likewise, being married to a person pursuing a medical career is very hard, harder in some seasons than others.  But I know we love each other, I know his career is more of a calling than a choice, and I know that we are growing in amazing ways--as long as we stay quiet and stop trying to yell at the flowers!

I am a stay-at-home mom to a 9-year old/5th grade son and a nearly 5-year old/pre-K daughter.  My husband practices general ENT in the Sarasota, FL area.  We have been married for 13 years.

Friday, August 8, 2014

The Grand Adventure

The Grand Adventure

Last year, I was completely, totally stunned when my then-OMS III husband talked about making away rotations a family affair, instead of a Daddy-leaves-for-two-months-while-Mama-holds-down-the-fort thing.

Certainly away rotations of varying kinds, especially sub-Is are not unheard of in the medical community. (For those who are unfamiliar, sub-Is are audition rotations at hospitals/with residency programs a student is interested in Matching with. They are great for giving the applicant a real taste -- for better or for worse -- of what a program is like (and vice versa), how they mesh with the residents and faculty, and can even be the source of helpful letters of recommendation.) Most of the time, though, it seems to mean splitting up the family for a period of time.

Since I was staying home with our daughter, and since my husband is a family man first and foremost, he wanted us to come with him. It took some convincing, but I agreed to go for two months, no more. I thought that was enough time to sacrifice being without my safety net at home. He set up rotations in St. Louis in July and Denver in August. We started working on travel plans and finding housing.

Then, he was offered a spot in October at his first choice (on paper) program in Wichita, coming off a wait list. We accepted without hesitation.

In the end, we were on the road three out of four months at the beginning of his 4th year. We called it our Grand Adventure. This is how we did it:
  • We traveled "light," by stuffing our large sedan to the brim with a suitcase each, plus one for the baby, an umbrella stroller, a pack-n-play, and as many baby supplies, toys and books as we could slip into the empty spaces. Okay, maybe not so light.
  • We shared a car. Depending on the rotation, hospital, and hours, one or two days a week, I would drop him off at the hospital and pick him up when he was done. Those days gave me a chance to explore the city, run errands, and feel a bit of freedom (and sanity). The other days, the baby and I stayed home, took walks, explored our neighborhoods, and did chores.
  • We found short-term rentals on Craigslist by posting in the housing wanted section. While neither (we stayed at a friend's home in one city) was an ideal situation, both worked out. We have some great memories from them! We also trolled the rental section, and had a couple of leads come out of there. Especially in the summer, people are interested in sub-leasing while they will be away. In every situation, we had more space than we would have had in an extended-stay hotel for a lower price. 
  • We were able to keep our place at home, thanks to a large tax return, but we'd have found a way to make things work without it.
  • We got restaurant and entertainment recommendations from the residents where my husband was rotating. Some were real hits. Some were misses. But it was a fun way to feel more in touch with the city. We made a point of enjoying the sights of a city, going to the zoo or a museum or on a day trip on days off. We also played at local parks, walked local neighborhoods, and tried to be part of the local community, even if for a short time.
  • Because we are Catholic, a highlight of our trip was trying local parishes, visiting the Cathedrals, and getting a feel for the Church community of the area. I would imagine that this would be adaptable for people of a variety of faith backgrounds.
In addition to helping my husband land at a residency program we're truly excited about, we grew so much as a family through traveling together. I also gained a ton of confidence in my adaptability. Going into the Match, I was confident that we would be okay -- thrive even -- wherever we ended up.
Most importantly, we were able to love and support each other in the best way we knew how -- by being together.

Bio: Ashley Armstrong is a stay-at-home mom to a 22 month old girl and a 7 week old boy. As of June 6, she will be the wife of an actual doctor. She blogs about it all at www.coffeehappens.blogspot.com .

Monday, August 4, 2014

Residency Roundup: Skipping the 10-Year Reunion

It may shock you to learn that this theater geek, this Buffy Summers fangirl, was not counted among the cool kids in high school.  

Ten years ago, I didn't so much walk at graduation as I did run, ready to lock the door on the previous four years and throw away the key. When I got the invitation to my ten-year reunion, though, I surprised myself - I kind of wanted to go.  

I thought it would be fun to show up with anecdotes about my clever and delightful children, and let everyone see that I still fit in my circa-2004 American Eagle flares. And I would cap it off by saying that I'm so sorry I couldn't bring my husband to meet everyone, but he's off saving people's lives because, you know, he's a doctor.  

It's a nice story, right?  A Pinterest-perfect snapshot of my life. I'd definitely omit that my youngest may be sleeping like an angel right now, but even though he's fifteen months old he's only slept through the night twice. And that my three-year-old son is, as I write, protesting my cruelty at requiring him to go to bed by calling me a "mean girl who isn't very nice."

The high school jeans?  Yeah, they only fit because I had food poisoning.  (Don't tell.)

And the doctor, who's off, you know, saving people's lives, couldn't be there because residents aren't allowed to take time off during the summer trauma season, and anyway, he hasn't had a real vacation since February.  

Ultimately, resident salaries are tight and cross-country flights for three aren't in the budget, so there wasn't a real chance for me to go. So what's the point of dreaming up these perfect tidbits to share with the rest of my class?  Kind of embarrassing to admit, ladies, but I guess that a small part of me wanted to show that not only do I fit in somewhere now, but I fit in even better than they do. 

Obviously, I am nothing if not petty.

I didn't always fit in at my high school. But in the intervening decade, I've learned an important lesson: life's not about fitting.  It's about committing - committing yourself to the life you chose.  I chose to marry a premed.  We chose to start our family in medical school, and to expand it during intern year. When he chose a long, hard residency, I chose to encourage him instead of begging him to pick anything--anything--else. When we matched far from family and friends, we chose to look on the bright side and make it an adventure. Every day my sweet and hardworking husband wakes up at some awful pre-dawn hour and chooses to go in and round and operate all day sometimes night and then day again and not complain (usually) about how tired he is. 

I fit in here. This crazy, doctor's-wife life works for me because I choose it every day, and if I could go back to 2006 when this whole path started, I would choose it again.

I imagine, had I learned these lessons in high school, I might not have felt the urge to lock that door so tightly.  And maybe I'd have bit the financial bullet and attended my ten-year reunion and laughed about how we were all so dorky and what was with frosted lip gloss and who was your prom date again, and aren't we so glad we're not 18 anymore. Go Apollos.  

I guess there's always our twentieth to choose maturity.  But, and let's just keep this between us here, on the off-chance that I get food poisoning again and still fit into my high school jeans, you can bet your class ring that I'm going to wear them.  

Friday, August 1, 2014

Happy Wife, Happy Life, right?

Happy Wife, Happy Life, right?
by: Katie Allender 

Rank list. Oh yes, the rank list.  When it came time to rank anesthesia programs, I tried my best to relinquish control and allow my husband to “decide” where he preferred to go, where would be the best training, and ultimately where would be the best fit for us, as a newly married couple willing to try something “new.”  Every program had its strengths and weaknesses but big factors for us outside of the obvious were the design of the program, cost of living in the immediate area, the ability for me to find a teaching job, and things to do in the area (we love the outdoors!). After a few slight modifications, our rank list was complete; we still had a few reservations about some of our rankings, but in the end we opted not to stress about it because what should happen, would happen.

Well fast forward to Match Day and we matched at the University of Michigan. We were excited (elated, even!) at the opportunity to move and start our life together, just the two of us (or three of us rather, including the newly rescued dog).  I quit my teaching job and three days later we were packed up and moving 1,200 miles across from Denver to Ann Arbor.  We were so immersed with the move that we had almost forgot about the one reservation circulating around our move to Michigan.  While researching programs, we had learned that teaching jobs were exceptionally difficult to come by in and around Ann Arbor.  Before even moving, my husband was especially anxious at the idea of me quitting my desirable job back home and potentially not being able to find something out here. I assured him time and time again that we would make it work.  Well here we were in a new city scouting out teaching jobs, and his worst fear about moving came to reality.  I couldn’t find a job.  It never was about the money but more about my happiness and contentment with our new “home”; my husband’s biggest fear was that I would become resentful towards him.  Sure there were jobs to be had, but taking a job an hour or two away was not something that seemed all too practical given our situation.  It was hard for me to justify taking a position where I would be gone twelve or more hours a day (including drive time) coupled with a first year resident working brutally long, exhausting hours.  For a while I remained optimistic that something (anything!) would come along, but nothing ever did. I honestly think this situation became harder on my husband that it was on me.  All along, though, I had a “Plan B” – I would nanny! And quite frankly I was completely content with that decision. It wasn’t too long before I found an amazingly great family to nanny for. I love what I do and there are qualities about being a nanny that resemble teaching.  Do I miss teaching? Absolutely! Teaching is part of my identity.  But I also know that I’ll be back in the classroom before I know it; this current phase of our journey is a small hiccup in the grand scheme of things.

So, rather than choosing to be resentful toward my husband for “making me move,” I have chosen to make the most out of our time here.  I cannot say that it has all been unicorns and rainbows, but for the most part, our move has been a very rewarding, extremely liberating, and great for our marriage.  As any spouse or significant other in our situation can attest, there are times where I have felt lonely and just wished for a normal lifestyle; but with the help of an invaluable group of girlfriends who I have met out here, frequent happy hours, craft nights, book study meetings, and training for a half marathon (something I have desired to do for years), there is less time to dwell on my loneliness.  I make time for my husband when I know he will be off, but sitting around and waiting for him to get home will not make this process any less lonesome, less stressful, or go by any quicker.  Going out and getting involved is the best piece of advice I can give anyone in a situation remotely similar to ours. Do something you have always wanted to do! Take a class, learn a new hobby, travel to new areas, or join a club.  Meet new people! Enjoy growing in your relationship with your spouse!  Instead of viewing residency as something we do for our spouse and his/her career, I can only suggest that you take this time for yourself, too; it’s not easy doing what we do, but what we can control is making sure that this part of the journey is a positive one, one that will only last a short while.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Summer Dessert Recipes That Pack a Punch!

Summer Dessert Recipes That Pack a Punch!
By Angela Hummel, MS, RDN, CSO, LDN

            Summer is a great time to attend cookouts, parties and festivities.  When we get together so often with friends and family members, we tend to eat more!  Parties are all about the food and socialization is almost always centered on food.  I have learned, mostly because of my own food addiction, that the more appealing food looks – healthy or not – people want to eat it!

            Here are some fun, colorful recipe ideas that are perfect for the Fourth of July festivities and they are full of fiber, phytochemicals, and antioxidants and lower in calories.  The best part is that they taste great!!

This New York-style No Bake Cheesecake is topped with brightly colored, fresh strawberries and blueberries.  The fruit on this dessert can easily be changed to raspberries, blackberries or cherries to pack a healthy punch.

Reprinted with permission from the American Institute of Cancer Research

            Chocolate and Blueberry Tofu Mousse with Sesame Crunch is another interesting and unique recipe that has been designed with cancer prevention qualities.  This recipe satisfies cravings for sweet and crunchy all at once.  Try using white chocolate chips instead of dark chocolate chips and add red berries to make it fit a red, white and blue theme. 

Reprinted with permission from the American Institute of Cancer Research

            Try this tasty spin on traditional Red Velvet Cake.  This recipe uses the natural red color of beets to give these cupcakes a vibrant red hue.  The addition of beets also boosts the fiber, folate and phytochemical content of this moist cake.  Top with dark, sweet cherries and dark chocolate shavings to set this dessert apart from the rest. 

Reprinted with permission from the American Institute of Cancer Research

            Make this summer a summer of healthy eating by deliberately choosing to eat foods that provide cancer-fighting properties.  Start today by getting creative, making food fun and exploring the power of a mostly plant-based diet!

I am a registered dietitian who specializes in oncology nutrition.  Check out my blog at www.takingbites.com. 

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

The Wretched Cytokines

by: Tasha Priddy

I was in a band once. We called ourselves the Wretched Cytokines, and we named our first album Fluid in the Interstitial Spaces. The Wretched Cytokines had four members: my parents, my brother, and me, and we formed when my mom was in her first year of medical school. I was ten, my brother was eight, and my parents were great sports about taking breaks from work and studying to belt out Queen and Meat Loaf ballads in shaky four-part harmonies and imagine we were the greatest up-and-coming rock band the earth had ever seen.

The band never really amounted to much, which is why I've had to resort to being a medical groupie for almost half my life. My mom started medical school when I was in fifth grade and she graduated from her Family Practice residency just before my senior year of high school. I had a brief reprieve from all things medical during college, until I met a handsome, curly-haired history major who was preparing to take the MCAT. We got married a year later, and he is now starting his PGY-3 year in ortho, and our two sons and I are his biggest fans.

One thing I learned from my first medical school and residency experience is that your whole family goes through residency together, and that you might as well make it fun. When, in seventh grade, I made a comic book representation of a bean's journey through the digestive tract, my mom took it to show her classmates. As a teenager, I would study with my mom and we'd quiz each other on family medicine boards questions (her) and The Scarlet Letter (me). When Mom had to work holidays, my dad would pack up a yummy dinner or order a pizza and we'd crowd in the call room and eat together, with her pager providing an occasional distraction. For our after-school snack, Mom taught us how to peel our oranges and then how to suture them back together. And, memorably, when she learned about how the inner ear affects balance, my brother and I were her guinea pigs and she dripped cold water into our ears and had us attempt to walk in a straight line, and we all giggled when we couldn't do it.

As I go through round two of residency, I'm realizing how hard she worked, not just as a resident but as a mom, to make sure that we knew we were an important part of her life. And I'm grateful that my husband is willing to make the same sacrifices. Our kids are a little bit young for suturing and at-home dissections, but he never shies away from telling his kids what he really does at work, and teaches them while he does: our three-year-old recently took a tumble, and when I asked him if I could take a look at his knees, he said "you mean my patellas?" He puts his books away until the boys are in bed, and spends time snuggling, roughhousing, and reading with them, and makes sure they don't feel neglected.

I'll admit, when I met my handsome history major and he announced his intentions to become a doctor, I wasn't thrilled. I knew more about the process then than he did, and I knew exactly how long and painful it can be. I'm kind of embarrassed about feeling that way, though, because my mom's training was such a wonderfully defining part of my own life, and I loved (and still love!) having a Dr. Mom. Our children are already benefiting from my husband's training, and even though they're young, I hope they remember the thrill of eating birthday cake smuggled into the hospital, the joy of playing impromptu games of mini golf using bone models as clubs, and the fun of making new friends each July whose moms and dads are just like theirs.

So for those of you in residency, and particularly those of you who have children, make it fun. Eat in the call rooms. Teach your kids what their resident does at work, and let their Dr. Moms and Dads take their work home every now and then - just be aware, and I say this from personal experience, that if you bring a fetal pig home to dissect as a family project, your kitchen will stink for days. And I give you all official permission to form a Wretched Cytokines tribute band - may you have more success (and every bit as much fun) as we did.

Friday, July 4, 2014

I couldn’t have survived medical school and now residency without practicing these simple steps

Having three kids under age four and a husband in PGY2 is no small feat. Some days, life is awesome. My DrH actually gets to come home when he says he will, helps with the kids, cleans up after dinner and gives me a foot rub while we watch TV. We call these “Golden Days” and we savor them. But more often than not, life is a struggle.

I could write a book on why savoring the Golden Days will save your sanity and marriage, but I think that point is fairly universally understood. What isn’t universal is how to cope with the crappy days; because no two people’s crappy days are the same. Here is the advice I’ve learned so far (and wish I would have gotten earlier in this journey!).

Your DrH would rather be at home. Yes, he’s gone all the time. But he’d rather be at home with you than at work. That’s just the way of things. His constant absence from your life isn’t because he doesn’t like you; it’s because he likes you enough to provide for you. (I know that we all know this. But as women, we’re emotional beings and have to remind ourselves to be rational about things!)
Learn To Be Independent. I finally found happiness and sanity in this crazy life of residency when I realized that I needed to implement and adhere to a schedule, regardless of my DrH’s schedule. At first, I’d let the kids stay up until 10pm to see Daddy. But the next day we’d all be cranky and irritable. Yes, putting the kids to bed at 8pm means they may go several days without seeing their dad. But it also means that they’re respectful, kind, easy to get along with and much less prone to temper tantrums during the 12+ hours I’m with them. If my husband happened to come home early, we consider it a happy surprise and we’re all overjoyed. If not, at least I know that tomorrow won’t be Grouch City.

Recharge Your Batteries. Walk the aisles of target. Lock yourself in your bedroom and paint your toenails while chatting with a friend. Go out to dinner with your mom. Whatever gets you out of the house and away from the kids; away from the dishes in the sink and the Mount Everest sized pile of laundry for a few hours. When you return to face reality, you’ll feel recharged, refreshed and reenergized to tackle the tasks at hand.

Take breaks. Let the dishes sit for a few hours. Skip that project you’d planned on getting done today. The way to enjoy your kids is by getting on the floor and playing with them. Even the best laid plans of educational play, sensory exploration or science lessons devolve into tickle fights and indoor soccer. But it’s the tickle fights that they’ll remember anyway, so let it slide. That being said:
Pick Your Battles. With your husband and kids, especially. If the problem will go away by a change of your attitude, then let it go. There are so many real problems, so many bigger fish to fry, that the little stuff has to be ignored. Recognize also that one person’s mountain is another’s molehill. What is unacceptable behavior to you may be par for the course for someone else. Only you can decide which hills you’re willing to die on.

Have Sex. Often. And with gusto. It’s a great stress reliever and brings you closer as a couple. It’s easy to forget to be intimate when you’re both so exhausted, but it’s important to schedule one on one “Mommy and Daddy Time”.

Act As A Team. I tell my three year old “We’re all on the same team. We’re Team Westbrook and we cheer for each other.”. On occasion, I’ve had to remind my DrH that I’m on his team. We’re stronger together than we are apart, and neither of us could function as we do now without the other. He’s gone all day working so that I can raise the kids and run the house. I run the house and raise the kids so he can be at work all day to both advance his career and provide for the family. We’re equal partners on the same team, working toward the same goal.

Be Kind. Really, is there anything more simple and yet more important? Stress is so quickly accompanied by short tempers, which can lead to compounding the problem. As I tell my children: it’s important to be kind, even when you don’t feel like it. Being snotty (while satisfying at times) serves no purpose. You’d be amazed what a difference being polite will make. I’m still working on this one!

There you go, ladies. I hope this advice hits home with some of you! These are the things that I’ve had to learn in my 5 years of marriage. I couldn’t have survived medical school and now residency without practicing these simple steps! Good luck! -Jackie Westbrook

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

2014 Annual Medical New Year Giveaway RESULTS!

2014 Annual Medical New Year Giveaway 
**All winners have been contacted
**For privacy, names are first name, last initial.

1. $20 Gift Certificate to Origami Owl from Trisha Stibbe

2.  $25 Gift card to a restaurant donated by moderator, Melissa Larson.
Holly M.

3.  One set of 4 insect shaped lotion bars; as seen in the picture, donated by Kristy Scott.  The lotion bars are handmade using coconut oil, beeswax, and lavender essential oil.  

Laura A.

4.  $25 Groupon Gift Card donated by Dhurga Ganesh.
Karie M.

5.  $20 in credit to Kristin Murphy's Etsy Shop, The Simple Perks!https://www.etsy.com/shop/theSimplePerks
Lacey G.

6.  $30 E-giftcard to Powells.com, an independent book store out of Portland, OR by Tiffany Sweeney.  Check out Tiffany's blog and facebook page, Tif Talks Books!

Moderator Clara Tsai is donating the following:

7.  A New Haiku Hobo!
Sarah R.
8.  A beautiful ruffle scarf that she made!
Veena J.

9.  Wen Conditioner (summer mango coconut)
Emily S.

10.  Wen Conditioner (spring gardenia green tea)
Beka D.

Mary Ann Clements has offered us two beautiful bracelets!

11.  Frozen Silver Charm Bracelet
Desiree J.

12.  Elsa Inspired Frozen European Style Bracelet
Priya P.

13.  Marianne Mills has offered to purchase a giveaway winner a copy of the book, The Five Love Languages!http://www.amazon.com/The-Love-Languages-Secret-Lasts/dp/0802473156/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1401137030&sr=8-1&keywords=the+five+love+languages
Shalasha D.

Crisanne Barker has two donations!
14.  A beautiful Kendra Scott Necklace!
Debbie M.
Kendra Scott Rayne Necklace in Cobalt
14K Gold Plated Over Brass
Size: 5.5"L x 1.125W pendant, 30" chain with extender
Retail $80.00

15.  1 Smashbox Full Exposure Palette with 14 shadows and trial size mascara
        2 Urban Decay Eye Pencils in Smoke and Whiskey
Joelle C.

16.  Our Founding Admin, Melisa Mons is offering a Potty Time DVD/CD and watch!
Tabetha G.
17.  Sarah McKenna, one of our beloved ex-Admins, is offering a $25 shop credit to her Etsy page, Bombshell Bling Jewelry!!

18.  Nicole Caywood is donating a makeup bag with some Younique 3D fiber lash mascara, two eyeshadows, and a lip gloss.https://www.youniqueproducts.com/NicoleCaywood/
Ariell S.
19.  Amy Redfield is offering up a bracelet that she will customize the initials on for whoever wins the item!
Jennifer W.

20.  Beka Dougherty will donate a Scentsy Burner and two scent bars!
Nicole W

21. $20 Gift Card to Jamberry nails by Felicia Rodriguez!
Jamie C.

22.  $50 Barnes and Nobles Gift Card from Leah Guinn, Courtesy of her blog, wellreadsherlockian.com
Jessica S.
23.  Eva WB is donating some crocheted baby booties!!!
Amy K.

24.  Customize your very own headband!!! Crystal Hinkle is offering a headband from her home business, https://www.facebook.com/duragzheadbands!!
Kristen M.

25.  Moderator Sandra Ziegler is offering her beautiful "Shooting Star" Earrings!!
Sybil H.

26. Jenni Kneuertz is offering a set of Custom Family Name blocks from her facebook group, Crafting Through Residency!!
Whit C.

Li Khan is offering up two giveaway items!
27.  A Keurig K45 Elite Single Serve Brewing System in the color of your choice!
Darcy G

Erika J.

29.  Stacey Hostetter is offering:  
One small black locket
One black ball station chain
One of my in stock charms of your choice 
Ashley A.

30-40.  Larson Financial is donating 10 of their books, Doctor's Eyes Only!
Janna L.
Christine C.

Steffanie S.
Lauren R.

Michelle L.
Amy S.
Danyelle S.
Lindsey N.

Maggie D.

Larson Financial is donating TEN copies of their new book. DOCTOR'S EYES ONLY: Exclusive Strategies for Today's Doctors and Dentists is the missing financial guide that physicians need as a supplement to their ongoing professional training. These pages include basic financial wisdom that could end up saving you millions of dollars throughout your medical career.
The strategies and advice contained are unique to the needs of high-income physicians and dentists. Asset protection, investment fundamentals, tax planning, and practice management are well covered by the leaders of America's largest financial firm that exclusively serves the needs of high income medical professionals.

41.  From Courtney Roshamanesh!!! 
Sarah B.

42.  Lavanya Rayapudi has donated a pair of Stella and Dot Earrings!
Megan P.

Lara Buchheit is donating the following:

43-44.  A set of toddler socks! (2 winners)
Sara S

45.  1 set of 3 hand knitted dishcloths
Nicole S.
46.  1 set of 3 hand knitted baby washcloths
Alison K

47.  Jaye Kliewer is donating a custom framed map that says "Home is wherever you are"
April T.

Dora Alaniz is donating:
48.  1 do terra intro kit 
Sandra Z
49.  1 slim and sassy essential oil
Amy H 
50.  1 lemon essential oil
Stephanie B

51. Katie Schauf,  is offering a 8X10 frame in the winner's choice of color and style from The Organic Bloom!  Katie also has her own photography business!  
Jennifer A

52.  AlliRN is offering a Pedicure package!  
Dhurga G

53.  Jennifer Ozuna, admin and delightful giveaway organizer ;-) Is offering a $30 credit for her business Top It Off Cupcake and Cake Toppers!
Leise R

Veena Jetti, Admin and #HashtagQueen, has donated the following:
54.  $25 Amazon GC from scribesforyou.com
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Kristy S.

55.  $25 Amazon GC from Dr. Vamseen Jetti MD, PA: a partner of Texas Star Anesthesia Management
TSAM is an anesthesia group in the DFW area focused on compassion, commitment, and quality care as your anesthesia provider. As a patient, you can choose your anesthesiologist-- ask for Texas Star Anesthesia Management.

For physicians- We provide anesthesia coverage for all of our surgeons and proceduralists and take call simultaneously. We always accommodate you and your patient and help grow your practice. When you succeed, we succeed!

Renda R.