Some of my favorite bloggers have a monthly coffee date with readers. Since most of the readers in the blog-world start out as one’s immediate friends, and then expands, this is a way to straight-talk a wide group of those close to you. Friends are those with whom you share intimacy, personal moments, and with whom you have caffeine every so often and share some personal experiences. I drink chai, and would love to have monthly chai dates with you all. I hope that my friends who read the blog, and people I don’t know who are becoming friends through reading, will enjoy a monthly chai date.
If we were having chai together, I’d tell you that today is my first day at my clinics. I am done with orientation, my schedule is full of my own patients, and I’m both nervous and excited. I have met the staff at the clinic once, and the doctor who has worked there for over a decade is leaving and I am taking over the obstetrics and gynecology role in the building, and that community. The staff has really bonded with him and I think there may be mixed feelings about a new provider, especially a new grad, joining the ranks. I baked cookies.
If we were having chai together, I’d tell you, hey, did you know that I started blogging? It’s been an interesting mix of personal and political, a way to organize my own review of knowledge, a way to think more critically about events around me. The blogosphere is a fascinating world, where many read and few comment, but an incredibly freeing experience for me as a writer and provider.
If we were having chai together, I’d probably yawn and tell you I’m already both failing and succeeding at juggling the world of professional and personal, walking the dog and phoning family, reading fiction and midwife literature, spending time with my partner and thinking about patients. I would ask your advice on how this all works, who are the others secretly doing the same, and how much sleep is normal at this point in our lives.
If we were having chai together, I’d tell you I’m on the last Fifty Shades book, and really torn about its positive sexual empowerment vibes but naive female role. Then I’d give you my copies when I’m done and want to talk about the really hot stuff.
If we were having chai together, I’d tell you that you’re awesome, that the work you do is important, and beautiful, and you’re looking kick-ass while doing it.
If we were having chai together, I’d probably be more curious about what’s new with you, how you’re feeling about that, and what I could do to help. I’d tell you I wish we saw each other more, talked more, and laughed more. I’d wish you a happy September. And then I’d give you a big hug, knowing that I’m the lucky one to have spent time with you today.
Happy September, y’all.