Don’t get me wrong: I love being a doctor. I love the patients and I’m surprisingly good at fixing people. The hours suck though. And nights when I’m on call are even worse.
I was called to the hospital late one night after a terrible car accident involving 4 teens. One of them needed surgery on his brain ASAP. I rushed to the hospital but it was still too late. He died on my table.
After telling his parents their only son was dead after a night of what should have been fun I returned home. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I couldn’t sleep so I sat on the patio by the fire.
“Hey, baby. I thought I heard the door open.”
“I’ve been home for about an hour. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“When you head off to the hospital I never sleep anyway. Too worried about you. And the bed is cold. Come on, sit by me over here. Let’s talk about this marriage thing.”
“Xander, let’s just do this. I know you have the ring. Just propose. Please. I know you’ve wanted to since Love Day.”
I never really thought I was the marrying type. Honestly, I’m scared shitless of being married. I don’t want to be “trapped” like my mother was. I want to travel and work and be me. I don’t want to be Mrs. Xander Sutton. I want to be Dr. Penny Hanks.
But I must admit those damn “mommy hormones” start screaming whenever I see Bug and Pickle. I want that.
“So, you really wanna do this, Penny? Here in your scrubs and my pajamas at 3 in the morning?”
“You got a better idea?”
“Well, no. I guess this is more you than a beach on Love Day.”
The look on Xander’s face before he went inside to get the ring was hilarious. For a man who has proposed to me 5 times in 5 years he looked terrified.
“Nobody is making you do this, Xander.”
“I know, I know. I just always thought you’d say no. Christ I wasn’t prepared for yes.”
“Penelope Hanks, will you marry me?”
“I guess that’s be cool. Yeah let’s get married.”
“SHIT! I didn’t know you bought a ring that big! I would have said yes years ago!”
“It’s about damn time, Penelope!”
“Shut up! Be happy I finally said yes!”
We told Adam about the engagement over breakfast. He mumbled something that sounded like “congrats” between giant bites of pancake. Since it was summer before his senior year he’s been taking classes around town to improve his college prep test scores and today he was running late for his science class.
After staying up nearly all night I was in desperate need of coffee before work. Dumb hours. Coffee machines brew too slowly when you’re dead on your feet.
Today wasn’t just important in respect to my engagement but I was also presenting research that would result in my promotion to World Renowned Surgeon — my life’s dream.
Of course my paper was accepted and suddenly everyone in the world knew my name and how awesome I am at brain surgery.
Adam and Xander were home for only a second when I finally made it home. Adam threw me another hurried congrats before running out the door with Xander, eager to plan a bachelor party.
I celebrated my engagement and promotion alone with a peanut butter and banana sandwich (my favorite).
And then I passed out at 4pm. I know…I am such a party animal.