Last minute Scott Henneman Update

Well, Jeff has been bugging me nonstop to write an update for myself (well, ok, he said something once), so since I’m on a plane right now, and completely forgot any books, portable game systems, or Transformers, I suppose finally putting out this update is my only other option.

Since I’m sure pretty much all of you read my blog every day, I don’t need to tell you that it only chronicles my life from April 2006 on. So, some recap is in order.

College:
I went to BYU for a semester, roomed with Jeff, assumed school there would be on the same difficulty level as high school. Ended up being wrong.

Japan:
For those of you who have known me since the Joplin Elementary years, you’ll be pleased to know that my life-long dream of training to be a commando ninja nearly came true when I was called to go on a two-year mission to Japan. Turns out, actually, that a mission was something different.

College, Part 2:
I returned to BYU after Japan, then decided to study biochemistry. I really can’t remember why I made that decision, biochemistry not generally being noted for its opportunities to make explosives and other amusements; that would be the Other Chemstry. I also decided to get a minor in Japanese, primarily because I had already taken the majority of the classes before in Japan, when they were called the You Are An Idiot Every Time You Open Your Mouth series.
Anyway, I probably liked chemistry somewhat (see Explosives, Potential to Make, above), but wanted to learn the “bio” end of it because I was going to try to go to med school.
Oh, that’s another thing. I signed up as a pre-med student, mainly to impress the ladies. And then come senior year, it ended up being too late to think of something else, so I applied to medical school.

Romantic Interlude:
Much to the dismay of a great deal of both female organizations and individuals, I started dating a girl seriously. Her name was (and still is) Ellen, she is a lovely person, and I actually did not end up paying her nearly as much for the privilege of being seen with her as I had previously been doing for others. This prompted me soon to ask her to marry me, before my fortune changed too dramatically. My offer was apparently generous enough that she accepted. I thus left the bachelor market in August of 2002.

Jeff Mulcock, jealous of my success with the ladies.

Medical School:
Through much intrigue and a series of well-placed bribes, I was accepted at Columbia Medical School. This being in New York City, I was forced to pack up my clothes, my memorabilia, and my friend’s Playstation and move with Ellen to a small apartment that cost only about $12,000 a month. Great deal, you say? Well, it is in a bad neighborhood, so there you go.

Here is a short white coat that will designate me as a medical student, the lowest of the low, in hospital hierarchy. If you were to play the game “scum” with a hospital theme, I would be the scum.

I made it through first and second year just fine. Toward the end of third year, things got rough – mainly because I had to make a couple decisions. I had been operating pretty much decision free since I moved, and thus I was caught quite off guard. First, what specialty did I want to go into? Well, this one was actually easy for me. I chose radiology, mainly because this is the specialty that requires the least amount of moving around. The second was: do you want to do fourth year now, or do a year of research first? Well, the thought of getting an actual job at the end of med school frightened me, so I opted to do the research thing (the joke was on me, though, because the research was an actual job with a salary and everything.)

Child:
Ellen told me that she was going to have a baby in October 2006 (meaning the baby was due in October, not that she told me in October. She actually told me at the end of August). When she (the baby) was born, we named her Sonja, a name she retains to this day. If you have been to my blog, you know much of this already. In fact, you may have seen pictures. In fact, you may be sick of pictures of Sonja even. This is too bad for you.

Plotting together.

Still in Med School:
I finished up my research year (which focused on the fruitless pursuit of measuring body temperature with MRI) and started up fourth year. I now spend much of my time in dark rooms, looking over the shoulders of others, and asking stupid questions about X-Rays and CAT scans and MRIs. I will soon apply to radiology residency programs all over the country and hope one of them thinks I’m cute enough to accept me when decision time (March 2008) comes around.

Luckily my school schedule lightened up enough (and United decided to have a cheap deal) that I was able to make it to Boise the week of the reunion. I have really enjoyed reading all of your updates and such. If you can’t come to the reunion and are dying to get in touch with me, you can do so by sending an email to scotthenneman AT gmail.com. I often reply, so give it a try!

You are assaulted with cuteness.