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Keeping Up with the Mazzolas

Residency Interviews: Greenville Edition

I am sitting here typing this from a nice comfy bed in a hotel room with some good old Vanderpump Rules (trashy but amazing) a la Bravo TV playing in the background. I’m totally in my element. The hubs and I are in Greenville, SC interviewing at yet another residency program. We’ve totally gotten the hang of this– I’ve practically gotten it down to a science at this point. Drop the kids off with the grandparents (so grateful for our families, their proximity to us, and their willingness to help us out), drive to our destination, hubs goes to dinner with the other residents while I stay in the room and enjoy some alone time, rinse, and repeat.

After this one, we only have two more to go! Then we rank all of the programs we interviewed with (and the programs rank my husband), and we wait to see where he matches. Hence, Match Day 2017. It is so surreal that my husband will be a real doctor in just a few months. This has been such a long road, but the end is finally in sight. Hallelujah!

When we rolled up to the hotel, the hospital even had it arranged to where they had a little goodie bag with candy and snacks put together for the doc-to-be, so that was a nice touch. The people at the front desk were Alabama fans, and a little birdie told me that the resident program director is also a Bama fan. If that’s true, then we would fit in quite nicely here. Side note: it’s really fun to get to tag along with the hubs to all of these interviews because while the programs are interviewing him, we are also trying to get a feel for whether or not we could see ourselves living there for the next three years. It’s pretty scary, if you really think about it. So I try not to think about it too much. But I’m glad that being a SAHM grants me the flexibility to get to evaluate and judge all of these places as potential homes for us.

I can’t wait to see where we end up! Only three more months, and we will know. EEEEKKK!



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