Small Town USA

yikes! i must be busy, it's been almost two weeks and no news.
i spent the first two weeks with the tasmanian devil and now i'm with bugs bunny.
what i mean to say is that doc 1 was very, very fast, with a touch of ADHD and a passion for life and, as he put it, the "gift of gab".
doc 2, on the other hand, is more laid-back, kinda relaxed, spends more time with his patients, and asks for consults far more than doc 1. both of them are great doctors, and i feel that i'm certainly benefitting from seeing the different styles.
it's hard to summarize all that i've learned since i've been here. i can say that i feel more comfortable with invasive procedures. i still don't really like doing shots or drawing blood or putting in stitches, but at least my hands don't shake like i have parkinson's anymore. i'm also much better at dictating (the transcriptionist said i was the best student they've had) and i'm starting to be able to organize my thoughts better during a patient encounter.
i'm learning a lot. i just wish i could relocate all of this good learning back to my home. i like my home. i miss my home. i miss my husband and my dog and my own bathroom. it's not that i'm weepy or sad about it, there's just a low-level uneasy feeling that something's not right. it's like the groundhog who saw his shadow. six more weeks of winter. *sigh*