Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Money is often told to be the nerve of War. I have another theory. Hope or more precisely the lack of it, is in our case is the nerve of War. I think i might have became desperate the day that i have seen that hope vanish as fast as a nurse run to save a poor soul.....
Sunday, November 4, 2007
First... forget anything about diet and healthy eating.... this is over... the only vegetable that you will get.. will be the one from Subway !!! Talking about THE Carbs...... you will fall in the dark side....Unfortunately..... The carbs that you put so much energy to fight... will win you... for this time...Win a fight not a war.....Test time = diet over.... You have to be supportive.. Don´t even think to suggest that you will eat a green salad when he, the Doctor to be, willeat tripple cheese, cream and cream pizza.... don t even do it.. just sit and eat...and don t forget to smile....In most of the case.. once the test period over... you receive as a price a small comment... like... hummmm honey pie... haven t you gain a bit of weight....How fair is that !!!!
Second... your Role is mistaken.... your time as a first lady are over ( the classic version of it .. not like the ex wife of the French pseudo president). You become a slave. Doctor to be in test.. are attention seeking... and mine particularly. The Test excuse becomes a pretext to get anything...... they want..... i ve to stuff that comon people do naturally.... like i will never do in my everyday life... like doing the dishes... making the bed... going to the store...... to get disgusting food.... of course.....sometime it make me feel pretty down... but then i look at other people... in the store... and i remember that i am not one of them.. thank god..... i even feel compasionate.... like.. when u are eating some delicious meal that you have spend hour to make with the finest ingredient.... and when you start to eat it.. you see on tv or hear on radio some stuff about some poor black ( or visible minority.. or person of colour....whatever you want) kid in africa... hungry..... you feel bad.... so what i do in this case.... for every bite that i am getting from my delicious meal i am thinking somewhere deep inside of me of them.. and i am sure this is helping to make them feel better..... Well the whole situation in the store is more of less the same..... i am there with comon.. confronting them and i think that my presence is helping them a lot ! Anyway this few words about third world people lead us to our third point...
Last but not least... i have as much importance as a Thai masseuse...Really.....there is no form of polite way of asking anymore.. i ve to be devoted to his body...."massage" and i ve to be there.. rubbing..sratching...again and again ..... this is getting embarassing.... i am starting this is some kind of fetish that doctor develop when they are under educational stressed...i don t know what to do ....what should i do Open a bordel ? Put on the red light.....From Doctor´s wife to "fille de joie" or masseuse if you are ignorant enough to not know french.....I am probably going to end up sooner than i think .... dancing around a pole.......But what make me feel good is that.. even at this i will be best and doing it with class and style !!
I am thinking to build a up a support group... some kind of Doctor´s wife anonymous... Hi my name is Virgile and i am a Masseuse... euh... a Doctor´s wife...
Ah.. i am gonna take a bath..
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
I found myself watching Dr Phil yesterday .. and he was trying to help a couple who s marriage was in trouble, because the husband, a Doctor was having an affair with a nurse !!! It was nothing more to say. The Nurse is devilish.. and as school started again i need to remind it... Beware of the nurse......My computer is having huge problems.... Viruses... again and again ...... i will not be surprise that the Devilish nurse organization is behind this. They have to be stopped !!!! It took the other DRSW to safe my computer.. Together we are stronger !!!
DRSW... Be aware.. they are outside... they are in white.. and they will do anything to get what they want.. !!!! School is starting .. the hunt is just begining and the last year medecin student are the one the most exposed...
Sunday, August 26, 2007
The greatest fear of a doctor´s wife is...nurses! We are afraid of them stealing our husbands, slipping them chocolates mid-surgery and looking tempting in those see-through uniforms.
So we try our best. And the big chance to show off our truly loving nursings skills come if our doctors are sick (or hungover) and we get to be the sexy, motherly helpers that nurse our men back to health. There is almost nothing we would not do. Bring food, beverages, take temperatures, make a little strip show...
Anything to keep us ahead in the game of ME vs Nurse.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Since i ve left the capital for Ólafsfjörður for the love of my Dr i feel so good. Oh Gosh.
If u read my post from yesterday, u can see that i kind of was having a bad day. Everyone got bad days.. even perfect DRSW. But as perfect entities we must face them with dignity and fearce. Just to sum up. I ve had a "get in the icelandic countryside" experience but this was not my fault: a lamb (probably sent by the devil ish icelandic nurses mafia) tried through itself my under car.... My car who ended up in the fence of the field near by.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Being a DRSW is an inside job.
It´s all about home based buisness.. the outside activities are just random consequencies.
Exemple: I am going to make the dishes after having prepared a perfect meal for my DR.. but there is no more washing product. Random event... i ve to outside to get some.
Nothing more to say today.
Monday, June 4, 2007
Now take me fx. I have now started in a job where I will learn good DRSW skills like doing biochemical tests and taking blood samples. Because then I am sure to be invited to go with my husband for Medicins sans Frontières to some strange country where I will have to poop in a hole in the ground... It may also give me the chance to share workplace with my DR later on, so we can meet for lunch and I can fight off the nurse(shark)s. But at what price?
I almost fainted during my first day of work because I am really against the idea of needles in the first place and blood has never really been my thing either, but...the things we do for love... And I am sure it will spawn long serious conversations about medical tests and stuff in the future.
Now if you will excuse me, I have to go paint my toenails.
Monday, May 28, 2007
In the 1971 film "Doctor's Wives" the pitchline is; Doctor's wives have everything - except husbands." And then the doctors wives go on a drug-sex-alcohol spree of sheer boredom in this reportedly disasterous film with the lowest score I have seen on IMDB.
So now we know what we are in for. Thank good for other doctor's wives that can join us on our sex-drugs-alcohol sprees later.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
First we have to live in Iceland which is a trial in itself. 2ndly they are still students so we are still waiting for our bling and fur coats. Then we have to worry about which little impossible country town we have to spend our next holiday in, because our husbands, Icelandic workaholics, have taken Summer (-Christmas or Easter) job in some fjörður way out in the middle of nothing with a fish processing plant and 100 sheep.
I am safe for the Summer, we will be residing in capital Reykjavík where facilities are tolerable, Virgile will be experiencing all the pleasures of rural Iceland. I can't wait to hear all about it.
But off course there are upsides, and we will try our best to hear about that.