This is a conversation I had a bit ago with my husband, while I was still in residency (we're now both older than 30):
Me: "We're so OLD! We're going to be 30 in only a year! Can you believe that??"
Husband: "I guess."
Me: "Doesn't that seem OLD to you???"
Me: "I can't believe my twenties are almost over! They went so fast. I feel like I wasted them. I spent my entire twenties doing medical training."
Husband: "What would you have rather done instead?"
Me: "Dunno, enjoyed myself?"
Husband: "So if you could be 20 again, what would you do differently?"
Me: "Not go to med school."
Husband: "What a surprise."
Me: "Well, it's not like anything would be different between us. I mean, it's not like I met you in med school and if I hadn't gone, we never would have met."
Husband: "So what if it was a choice between not going to med school and meeting me?"
Me: "I guess.... I would go to med school if meeting you depended on it."
Me: "But really, if my mind were like a blank slate and I had to do med school again, then... I think I would just have to kill myself instead."
Husband: "I think you should quit med school."
(Dedicated to oldmdgirl)