the wife of a medical student

So, maybe you're wondering what it's like to be the wife of a medical student.

*The other morning, while on his way out the door to go to class, Grady turns to me and says, "I'm experiencing some (ten syllable word) in my (scientific name for throat). Do you think you could pick up some (ten syllable word)? Translation: I have a sore throat. Can you pick up some throat lozenges today at the pharmacy?

*Grady comes home at 5 p.m. every day, smelling like formaldehyde.

*Grady says the cadavers remind him of beef jerky. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I'll get back to you on that.

*One evening while studying, Grady says, "Hey Rachael! Come look at this!" (while pointing at his textbook). I was dumb enough to actually look. Haven't slept since.

*Grady was watching a human dissection video on his laptop. I accidentally walk by and caught a glimpse. Nearly passed out.

*Grady has asked to practice his patient exams on me.

*Grady asks me what the verb "padecer" means in English. I go look it up in our Spanish-English dictionary. It means "to suffer". Why does Grady want to know? I suddenly wonder if this has anything to do with my being volunteered for patient exam practice.

*While cleaning Grady's office, I noticed one of his textbooks opened. Seeking to satisfy my curiousity, I go over and look. BIG MISTAKE. New house rule: "textbooks remain closed when not in use".

*I announced to Grady what was on the menu for dinner one night. He replies, "I need to get my vitamin T for the day". Vitamin T? What's that? I took a nutrition class in college but I had never heard of it. Maybe this is a special vitamin that only doctors know about. Is it a newly discovered vitamin? Does our dinner provide the necessary vitamin T intake? I later find out that the vitamin T being referred to is "Tortillas". Very funny Dr. Kaiser.