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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4HSXo8fSp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4607829403092022367</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:42:18.475-05:00</updated><title>Me, Myself and I</title><subtitle type="html">A blog about me and my journey through clinical rotations</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4607829403092022367/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11103811049426730435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1tfebo6VQM/TGXqNUtfErI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XqFvaB_TbSM/S220/me+and+jerrod+niemann.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/VyQkn" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/vyqkn" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ENQX0zeip7ImA9Wx5QGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4607829403092022367.post-9148366112588078574</id><published>2010-09-06T17:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:48:10.382-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-06T17:48:10.382-04:00</app:edited><title>What a week.....</title><content type="html">I started my first rotation in general surgery on Monday, August 30th, 2010.  It was a rough ride the first two days.  I was just following the residents around like a lost puppy...Unsure of myself, not understanding my role on the team.....I was placed with a new team on Wednesday because every 1st of the month, the residents begin a new team.  This team is wonderful!  They are very patient with me and willing to teach me the ropes!  I've had an opportunity to scrub in on many surgeries this week.  During the surgeries, I have held retractors for the attending, operated the laparoscope, cut the sutures for the attending and resident.  I was also pooped on during a surgery....I know...crazy, but it happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most difficult part right now is adjusting to the very long hours and being away from my family.  If they were here with me, I'm sure this wouldn't be as difficult for me.  I would be able to come home and see my son's smiling face and hear his words...I would be able to get the biggest, my loving hug from my wife.....and best of all, fall asleep right next to the loves of my life!  That physical comfort would be enough to get me through each and every difficult day in this surgical rotation.  But they are not here, so I must move on the best I can.  I will take each day as it comes and plan on having a great day of learning!  I look forward to seeing my family in 2 weeks and that is what I focus on.  That is what keeps me going on a day to day basis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal as far as this rotation goes this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Follow up on patients and be able to confidently write a SOAP note&lt;br /&gt;2.  Continue to scrub in on surgeries&lt;br /&gt;3.  Close the wound in surgery&lt;br /&gt;4.  Continue to learn how to write a Trauma H&amp;P&lt;br /&gt;5.  Continue to learn how to write a Surgical Consult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4607829403092022367-9148366112588078574?l=memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Both my wife and I look at this move as an adventure...We are young, healthy women who have the ability to move across the country!  How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am still in school and yes I technically have 2 more years left...but my school is willing to work with me.  For instance, I am taking my last pharmacology exam at Samuel Merritt University in Oakland, California because I really wanted to leave with my family and help them set up shop in San Francisco.  I will return just before the fall semester and will fly back home to Cali between 10 days and 2 weeks or whenever my exam schedule allows.  In the meantime, I will Skype with my family every night before heading to bed!  I will get to see my beautiful wife and handsome son and give them hugs and kisses before heading off to dreamland and dreaming of them!  We will only have to do this for the next year!  And keep in mind, I have many breaks at school...There is Thanksgiving break, Christmas break, and Spring break where I can stay home for more than just the weekend (classes are only Tuesday thru Thursday from  here on out!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most if not all of our friends (or Chosen Family as we call them) are excited for us and jealous, but jealous in a nice sort of way.  Maybe jealous is not the right word...Maybe it is envious...Wishing they too couple pack up and leave this state that has the highest unemployment rate in the country.  So many people have wished us well and are very happy for us---they say, "wow, San Francisco is so beautiful!"  And it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family on the other hand...not so happy.  My grandma cried on the phone and said that is so far away, my sister has not returned my phone calls, and my brother just said some mean, jealous things on text message to me.  I find this all sort of humorous.  I mean, I haven't spoken to or seen my sister since our combined birthday party back in May!  And I don't think I've seen my brother since Javier's birthday party in April!  So why are they all so upset about this move?  Are they THAT jealous?  Is jealousy the root cause of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that I need to deal with this (the family) and not throw my feelings aside.  I'm not really sure what I feel for them.  I do know that I am happy to be moving away from them.   I don't like to be caught up in the drama and would rather not have my son exposed to that either.  I am sad to leave my dad, but I know that I will keep in good communication with him and that we WILL come back to visit him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am excited about our move....Nervous, but excited!  I think we will have amazing stories to tell our children in the future!  I hope you are excited for us too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4607829403092022367-7623700594029798438?l=memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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From going back to school, to Javier's milk allergy and all the ear infections, colds, ect..., to dealing with postpartum depression, and contracts....it has been challenging. And as I write this, lil Javi is whining to be picked up.  So I pick him up and he says, "a-ya ya ya ya...a-yayaya".  Then he proceeds to grab my glasses (it is time for lasik!!!) and then pulls my hair and thinks it is funny even though I say "no" very stern!  So I put him down and he is content for 2 seconds.  He is now pulling at my pajama pants.  Yes, I am still in my pajamas at 11:40am.  The life of a stay at home mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on Javier.....He had another endoscope in February.  It revealed that he has eosinophila esophagitis (which means he has allergies in his esophagus-the food tube).  He was being exposed to something he is allergic to.  So we had an appointment with his allergist and they drew blood to test for numerous food allergens.  A few days later, we found out that he is positive for Milk.  That includes whey and casein.  His formula was changed to Elecare/Neocate which is a "nutritionally complete amino-acid based medical food".  He may outgrow the allergy.  But will not know for probably a year and a half or so.  He is also on baby Zantac 3 times a day for the acid reflux.  He seems to be doing much better!  Since going on the new formula, he has gained about 1 pound in a month!  That is excellent!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he has another ear infection and is on amoxicillin, ear drops, tylenol and motrin!  Those ear infections are awful for the little ones!  We just hired a new nanny and she is great with Javier!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She speaks spanish and will speak to him and play spanish music!  She has been all over the world and we think that is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javier is crawling all over the place!  And he is crusing down the couch and other furniture!  He loves the cats!  He tries to give them hugs and kisses all the time!  They don't like it so much because he basically lays on top of them to hug them! He say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mama&lt;br /&gt;baba&lt;br /&gt;a-ya ya (?)&lt;br /&gt;a-rar rar (?)&lt;br /&gt;ka (kat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on me and school...The winter semester is near the end (already!).  I have tons of stuff due and no time to do it!  I am taking 3 classes:  pharmacology I, health care issues and policy, and health promotion and risk reduction.  This summer I have 2 classes- research methods and pharmacology II.  And then next fall, I will begin the "tougher" classes with Clinical Medicine I, Diagnostic Procedures and Physical Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micki is doing great...Working on her next contract.  She is now in negotiations.  We will see what happens! :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to take a few trips coming up.  San Francisco, Mexico and probably Texas.  We love to travel and show Javier different culture, landscapes, weather! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about all for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4607829403092022367-2037364709434015616?l=memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I just thought it was the hormones and that I needed to get back to a more equilibrium state.  So, I waited and waited for that day...and still waiting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back to the trip we had to take to Texas just 4 days after Javier was born, I had an anxiety attack.  It was night and we were in bed and I told Micki that I just wanted to go home.  I was so nervous and out of my element and wanted nobody to touch or hold my baby except for Micki and I.  Micki agreed to change our flight to Friday instead of Sunday and I felt a bit more at ease.  After a few days there, I was fine with leaving the baby.  I realized that it gave Micki and I an opportunity to get out and run errands or have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to be doing just fine the rest of the summer.  Although I felt a bit more laid back, more reserved and a bit more quiet than usual, I thought I was just fine.  Until Micki's mom and step dad arrived in early August.  As soon as they arrived, they took my baby out of my arms...I got a bit angry about that.  I found myself angry a lot while they were here (in the beginning of the visit).  They stayed for a month and I realized they were a big help to me.  I was able to run errands quickly and go to doctors appointments and such.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last weekend together we decided to go up north to my dad's place (Labor Day weekend).  While there, I had a major anxiety attack while everyone was sleeping. My body had this huge surge of heat, followed by my heart pounding out of my chest, while my hands felt the heat surge with pins and needles. I had Javier in my arms and felt as though I needed to hand him over to Micki and just run out of the house...Run as far as I could and get all of that energy out of me!  However, I just took a few deep breaths, put Javier in his bed and got myself ready for bed.  I had a splitting headache and my stomach was flip-flopping. I was so scared to tell Micki about it.  I finally confessed the next morning.  I didn't know where this came from and I was so scared!  We called our OB-GYN's office and told the doctor on call what was going on and she said that this is nothing out of the norm.  I was anxious all day long.  Like I was on pins and needles and just could not relax.  We had to call the doctor back later that day to see if she could prescribe something for me.  They gave me Lunesta (you know that sleeping drug for those who have trouble falling and staying asleep)...I didn't care...I needed something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see our OB-GYN the next day.  She rather disappointed us.  She didn't make me feel like I was normal...She made me feel like there WAS something wrong with me.  She didn't want to prescribe anything else for me until I saw my therapist (which was scheduled for the following day)!  She said that she definitely thought I should be on something, but wanted our therapist to recommend something for me...When I heard that, I had another anxiety attack right there in the exam room!!!  I had to have Micki open up the door!  I felt all closed in and the heat surge run through my body...The doc wanted to draw some blood to check my thyroid and CBC (which all came back normal).  She met us down in the lab with a cup of cold water for me...At this point, I was in a daze.  I get very drained after having an attack.  It is like I am disoriented (and my therapist later told me that feeling is the psychological aspect of an anxiety attack...just as you have the physical with the beating heart, sweaty hands, heat surge..you also have the psychological part which can be disorientation, drained energy feeling---interesting).  We tried to call our therapist to see if she could recommend something at that moment but we couldn't reach her...then we called our Primary Care doc and couldn't get a hold of him either.  Finally on the way home, Micki called her OB-GYN and he spoke to me on the phone.  He prescribed an anti-anxiety drug as well as an anti-depressant right then and there in return, I would go see him the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my pills that night.  The anti-anxiety pill took effect within 1/2 hour and I was feeling so much better.  I was finally able to eat!  See, I lost my appetite as well.  Nothing sounded good to me since I was really sick to my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 days since I've started my pills.  I feel better, but still not "normal" yet.  I understand that it will take a bit for the drugs to really get into my system and it will take time in therapy to work on everything.  I am being patient.  I am living in the moment (as per my therapist) and trying to get through today---I don't need to think about tomorrow yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4607829403092022367-2596818117223765467?l=memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The class load was very tough! I had an issue with one of my classes. I tried to study on my own and that didn't work out so well...There was way too much material that had to be covered in a very short amount of time! Anyways, I didn't meet the minimum requirement of 80% on my exams and lo and behold, I was dismissed from the program! I know, I know....It seems harsh. However, I take full responsibility for what happened and I am a firm believer in "everything happens for a reason".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried my eyes out and felt like a big loser for a good couple weeks....But I sought out my therapist and talked things over with her and got back on board! I knew that I was going to start re-applying to schools all over the country! I want to be a PA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken some classes over to gain better base knowledge, I have attended study skills workshops such as time management, note taking and one on learning styles...I researched a lot of information on learning styles online and discovered that I am more of a visual/kinesthetic learner and that I prefer pictures/graphs/charts to the written or spoken word...I have also discovered that I will no longer take my computer to class and that I will hand write all of my notes (remember like we used to back in the day!!), I will be shadowing a wonderful PA at the Henry Ford Hospital downtown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-applied to 4 programs this past year and received interviews at all 4 schools! I was turned down by 1 program, but was put on the alternate list for the other 3 schools....I finally received a call last week from my 1 choice!!! I am in!!!!!!! I am back in!!!!!!!! And it just so happens to be the school that let me go 2 years ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micki and I stopped in to share the good news with one of my ex professors and my ex advisor and they remembered me!!! It was so good to visit with them and to have them meet our son! They reassured me that I will do great this time around and are so happy that I am in the part time program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great feeling! Micki and I have been on cloud 9 since we received the call last week! I am so proud of myself for pushing forward and not letting this experience stop me from pursuing my dream of becoming a physician's assistant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/?action=view&amp;current=276057173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/276057173.jpg" border="0" alt="PA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is a Physician Assistant (PA)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Physician assistants are health care professionals licensed, or in the case of those employed by the federal government they are credentialed, to practice medicine with physician supervision. As part of their comprehensive responsibilities, PAs conduct physical exams, diagnose and treat illnesses, order and interpret tests, counsel on preventive health care, assist in surgery, and write prescriptions. Within the physician-PA relationship, physician assistants exercise autonomy in medical decision making and provide a broad range of diagnostic and therapeutic services. A PA's practice may also include education, research, and administrative services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAs are trained in intensive education programs accredited by the Accreditation Review Commission on Education for the Physician Assistant (ARC-PA) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the close working relationship the PAs have with physicians, PAs are educated in the medical model designed to complement physician training. Upon graduation, physician assistants take a national certification examination developed by the National Commission on Certification of PAs in conjunction with the National Board of Medical Examiners. To maintain their national certification, PAs must log 100 hours of continuing medical education every two years and sit for a recertification every six years. 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But that's not true for all couples. Is it for you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="adslot" class="insert chrome1 right"&gt;&lt;div id="adCall" class="first"&gt;&lt;div class="ad"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;dap("&amp;amp;PG=INVID1&amp;amp;AP=1089",300,250);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://rad.msn.com/ADSAdClient31.dll?GetSAd=&amp;amp;DPJS=0&amp;amp;PG=INVID1&amp;amp;AP=1089" type="text/javascript" language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://ad.doubleclick.net/adj/N2614.MSN.com/B2624866.18;sz=180x150;ord=187320458?"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;!-- Template Id = 1 Template Name = Banner Creative (Flash) --&gt; &lt;!-- Copyright 2002 DoubleClick Inc., All rights reserved. --&gt;&lt;script src="http://m1.2mdn.net/879366/flashwrite_1_2.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="FLASH_AD" height="150" width="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://m1.2mdn.net/931236/180x150_words3.swf?clickTag=http%3A//ad.doubleclick.net/click%253Bh%3Dv8/36d9/3/0/%252a/k%253B184513114%253B0-0%253B0%253B24505908%253B2928-180/150%253B24593931/24611784/1%253B%253B%257Esscs%253D%253fhttp%3A//nwinsurance.nationwide.com/autoquote/onlinequote.asp%3FWT.mc_id%3DTMB4926"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://m1.2mdn.net/931236/180x150_words3.swf?clickTag=http%3A//ad.doubleclick.net/click%253Bh%3Dv8/36d9/3/0/%252a/k%253B184513114%253B0-0%253B0%253B24505908%253B2928-180/150%253B24593931/24611784/1%253B%253B%257Esscs%253D%253fhttp%3A//nwinsurance.nationwide.com/autoquote/onlinequote.asp%3FWT.mc_id%3DTMB4926" quality="high" wmode="opaque" swliveconnect="TRUE" bgcolor="#" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" height="150" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;cite&gt;        By &lt;a href="http://articles.moneycentral.msn.com/Commentary/Experts/Weston/Liz_Pulliam_Weston.aspx"&gt;Liz Pulliam Weston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you believe the myth about the marriage penalty -- the one that says you pay more taxes when you're married than if you'd stayed single -- you might be baffled by the whole gay marriage thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why are gays and lesbians trying so hard to get hitched, you might ask, if marriage is so hard on the wallet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reality is that marriage has plenty of legal and financial benefits, including tax benefits. Even before Congress changed tax rules in 2001 to deal with the so-called marriage penalty, more married couples got a tax &lt;em&gt;bonus&lt;/em&gt; from being married than paid a tax penalty:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-left: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;51% of married couples paid less tax jointly than if they had not been married, according to a 1996 Congressional Budget Office analysis. The average amount these couples saved: $1,300.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-left: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;42% of married taxpayers paid more by filing jointly than they would have if they'd remained single, the office said. The average penalty: $1,380.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The people who got tax breaks by marrying were those with disparate incomes, where one spouse earned more than the other. The wider the gap between the paychecks of the husband and wife, the bigger the bonus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The people who tended to face a marriage penalty were those with similar incomes. Typically, the more they made, the bigger the penalty they paid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Who's really penalized: The poor &lt;/h2&gt;The people who faced the most egregious penalties, as a portion of their income, were the working poor, according to tax expert Edward McCaffery, a law professor at the University of Southern California and the author of "&lt;a href="http://shopping.msn.com/prodlink.aspx?ptnrid=18&amp;amp;ptnrdata=24001&amp;amp;AltType=ISBN&amp;amp;AltValue=0226555585"&gt;Taxing Women&lt;/a&gt;." A husband and wife who each earned $10,000 could end up with a marriage penalty of more than $4,000.&lt;p&gt;Those low-income couples still face the potential for a tax penalty, said Mark Luscombe, a principal analyst for tax research firm CCH. That's because the earned-income credit, a tax break designed to keep the working poor out of poverty, can be less for a two-earner household than for singles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Congress effectively eliminated the penalty for the majority of couples with its 2001 legislation, which has since been extended (but not made permanent; more on that in a minute). The standard deduction for married couples is now twice that for singles, and, for 2008, the 15% tax bracket has been widened for marrieds to $65,100, twice the limit for singles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="relatedresources" class="parent chrome5 double1 cf"&gt;Dishonesty about finances is one of the biggest causes of divorce. Here's why it's such a marriage breaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's still a potential for an income-tax marriage penalty once joint incomes reach the 25% bracket, but the widening of the 15% tax bracket means that even those who pay a penalty will pay a less significant one than in the past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The legislation eliminating the penalty for most couples is set to expire in 2010. Congress will be under plenty of pressure to make the change permanent, but that doesn't mean it will happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still, even without income-tax breaks, there are plenty of financial benefits to marriage, regardless of their income-tax situation. Among them: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Workplace health and pension benefits coverage. &lt;/strong&gt;Though some companies offer health coverage to domestic partners, this benefit is typically taxable as income. When spouses are covered, the benefit is tax-free.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Security retirement and survivor benefits. &lt;/strong&gt;A husband or wife is entitled to one-half of the spouse's Social Security benefits and to additional benefits in the event of death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lower insurance rates. &lt;/strong&gt;Married people usually get a discount on auto insurance and may pay less for other types of insurance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Automatic inheritance rights. &lt;/strong&gt;Die without a will, and your spouse gets your stuff. In many states, the surviving spouse has a legal right to at least one-third to one-half of your estate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="padding-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preferential estate-tax treatment. &lt;/strong&gt;The richer you are, the better the deal this is. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Essentially, estates worth more than a certain amount -- it's $2 million this year, and that will rise to $3.5 million in 2009 -- are subject to estate taxes. But this exemption amount doesn't apply to married people: You can leave an unlimited amount to a spouse without generating a penny of estate tax. In certain states, this benefit is multiplied by special capital-gains-tax treatment for homes and other assets held by married couples as community property.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;h2&gt;A penalty still on the books &lt;/h2&gt;One marriage penalty that remains has to do with Social Security taxes and working spouses, particularly women. &lt;p&gt;The Social Security Administration says 62% of the women over age 62 who receive benefits do so based on their husband's work records, rather than their own. A little more than half of these women didn't earn enough to qualify for payments based on their own work records. The rest opted to take half of their husbands' benefits because they were larger than the checks they could qualify for based on their own earnings.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now, in one very real sense, these women are better off married because they benefit from their husbands' larger Social Security checks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another sense, they're severely penalized because all the Social Security taxes they contributed over the years essentially yield no additional benefit. They'd get the same payments if they'd never worked and paid into Social Security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no small potatoes. Social Security taxes now eat up 6.2% of every worker's paycheck, up to an annual maximum of $6,324 on earnings of $102,000 in 2008, while employers contribute an equal amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As more women work and earn better salaries, the proportion claiming benefits based on a spouse's record may decline somewhat. But because men still earn more on average than women, this phenomenon certainly won't disappear. Given the precarious state of Social Security and political realities, this is one marriage penalty that's likely to persist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/Micki%20and%20Annie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=annie_micki_Looking.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/Micki%20and%20Annie/annie_micki_Looking.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4607829403092022367-678521336055898702?l=memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Although our beloved rock star chosen family member Steph attended Pride with us, we did not see many of our friends compared to last year.  There seemed to be however, many more people at this year's pride than in any other year I have attended.  It was nice though to take our son to this event.  Many of my wife's following had a chance see our son and ogled him for a moment which was nice (and weird too!).  I must say the people watching is fabulous!  Wow do these events bring out the strange and unusual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my wife and I were about to leave her post, a former professor of mine was just walking by.  She was one of my professors from PA school.  I had a feeling she was a lesbian, but she never came out to me.  She was a big supporter of mine during my dismissal.  I met with her afterwards to see how I could improve my application for the next round and she explained to me how she told the committee how fantastic I was.  That I was "well above where I should have been" and that I knew that material almost word for word (the physical exam) which was incredible.  Anyways, this professor of mine had an accident some time last year where she had suffered some trauma to her head, leaving her with short term memory loss.  I was afraid to contact her, fearing that she wouldn't remember who I was (given that I attended her class 2 years ago!).  Anyways, back to Pride....She walked by and I stopped her and spoke with her.  She did remember me!!!  She also said that she and my former advisor went to bat for me!  She said that they really pushed for me!  I was truly honored!  I told her that I will keep applying to the university until they are sick of seeing me!!!  I also told her that I have applied to a few other schools and I am an alternate with those schools and that I may need to update my recommendations for the next round of applications.  She said that she would be more than happy to write a recommendation for me!!!  She told me to contact her this week and she'd check up on things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited!  I was floating all afternoon and the next day too!  I emailed her yesterday and plan on calling later this week!  I sure hope that I get back into this university and prove that I can do it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures from Pride....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=AnnJaviPride.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/AnnJaviPride.jpg" border="0" alt="ann and javi pride" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MickiJavi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/MickiJavi.jpg" border="0" alt="micki and javi pride" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JAviBijan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/JAviBijan.jpg" border="0" alt="javi and bijan pride" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=AnnStephandMicki.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f233/annieng05/AnnStephandMicki.jpg" border="0" alt="ann, steph, micki pride" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4607829403092022367-1782082614592703186?l=memyselfandi-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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