My Journey

This is my attempt at putting my life into words. I have never been a good writer, but with all the crazy stories I have I figured it would be entertaining for my friends and family to follow along. Hope you all enjoy reading my blog :)

Thursday, June 13, 2013

The Man I Learned Everything From

With Father's Day quickly approaching I have been thinking about what to get my Dad. I know that if I ask him what he would like I will get the same response I get for every holiday, "save your money for school, bud." I would like to buy him that brand new mustang convertible he has been salivating over for the past decade, a tropical vacation, or anything else his heart desires, but unless I sell a kidney I don't see that happening anytime soon. Of course I will send him a card, and attempt to take him out for dinner when I get home, but anyone who knows my Dad knows that he deserves so much more.

As young boys we search, without knowing it, for someone to be our role model. In our early years we end up looking to athletes, writers, actors, or other figures to fill that role. We choose these people because society tells us that is who we need to become to be considered "successful." When I came to the realization that I was never going to throw down a major dunk in an NBA game like Michael Jordan, or score the game winning touchdown in an NFL game like Emmitt Smith, I had to find another role model. Fortunately for me, the greatest role model I could have ever asked for is my father. 

I tend to be a person who likes things to be written in black and white. You can imagine my discouragement when I realized that there was no book on how to be a man. What I didn't see then is that my Dad was writing that manual for me every day with how he lived his life. Even as a young man of twenty-two, I am able to look back and see the life lessons my father has taught me. 

He taught me to develop a strong work ethic through his commitment to his company. If you have ever worked construction, you know it's not easy work. The days are long, the labor is difficult, and your task often goes without thanks. I was lucky enough to work with my Dad during the summers from 7th-12th grade when I wasn't playing sports.  While I was a terrible builder, I was able to see him put everything he had into his work, and to lead the crew of guys working with him. I hated working construction at the time, but the lessons I learned continue to affect my work ethic to this day.

In my opinion, one of the biggest responsibilities placed on a man, is that of being the leader of his family. We are expected to provide for, guide, and love our families to the best of our abilities. In more ways than I have time to mention he has fulfilled this responsibility. My father has shown me unconditional love. Admittedly, I was a turd growing up, and found myself doing some pretty stupid things. He was never demeaning, judgmental, or unrealistic with me. When I messed up he made sure that I knew where I had gone astray and how to avoid those situations in the future. I may not live in the Ritz, wear the most trendy clothes, or drive the hottest car on the market, but I have never had to worry that I would not be provided for. By working hard and making a lot of sacrifices, he made sure that my sister and I always had what we needed. In fact, I can think of several times my Dad passed up on his own needs to make sure that we were able to get/do the things we wanted. 

However, even bigger than all of those things, my Dad has shown me that life is not about the size of your paycheck, the girl you are dating, the car you drive, the house you live in, or even how expensive the outfit you are wearing is. Family, true friends, a job that you enjoy, and love are far more important things to acquire in your life. Most importantly, he taught me that life is about following God and furthering his kingdom. 

Dad, I want to thank you for all of these wonderful life lessons. The man I am today is largely in part to the way you've lived your life. Thank you for being my best friend, role model, and also being my father on the days that I need a kick in the pants. I wouldn't trade the memories we have made in the past twenty-two years for anything. If someday I am told that I am a lot like you, I will consider my life a success. Happy Father's Day, Dad!

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Mother's Day

Mothers deserve to be celebrated every day of the year; but on this day specifically, we get to spend a few hours honoring these wonderful women. Many of us make meals, have a picnic, or do odd jobs around the house to let our mothers know we care. Unfortunately, I do not get to partake in any of these events this year as I am half a country away in North Carolina. I purchased my mother a card (which is currently en route to her via my father on an airplane) and gave her a quick phone call, but I wanted to do something a little more special. I wish I could buy her a piece of fine jewelry or send her on a trip to a tropical destination, but my current college debt and non-lucrative job put a damper on my ability to do such things. One thing I know she has always enjoyed are my blog posts. In fact, she may be one of the few people that actually read the silly thing (clearly I don't do this for fame). So, on this Mother's Day, I decided to write a blog dedicated to her.

I consider myself very fortunate to share a great relationship with my Mom. Many people would call me a Momma's Boy, and I wouldn't disagree with them. My Mom is one of my best friends, and the relationship that I share with her is one of my greatest treasures. Throughout life she has been my biggest fan, but also my biggest critic, never being afraid to tell me when I have gone astray.

I feel that many mothers shelter their children, always keeping the training wheels of life close in case they start to wobble. My Mom was not afraid to let me fall and skin my knee every once in awhile. Don't get me wrong, it pained her to see me struggle, but she knew that I needed to learn to navigate life on my own. When I would fall, and fall again, she would always be there waiting to help me pick up the pieces and prepare for another try.

My Mom always pushed me to the best I could be. She knew when I was going through the motions and was never scared to bring it to my attention. During high school and college I called this "her being too hard on me," but now I realize that she knew I just needed a swift kick in the butt every now and then. By doing so, she taught me to expect more in myself, to never settle when I knew I could do better.

I could spend several hours writing about what my Mom has taught me, but I actually want to focus on a few of my favorite memories with my Mom. Listed below you will find some of my most cherished memories shared with her. You all may find some of them sappy, or even cheesy, but frankly I don't care because it's Mother's Day.

1) In high school I used to get soooo nervous about football games. For some reason I thought that everything in my life was riding on these games and that if I made a mistake my world would come crashing down. To get me to loosen up before my games my Mom would stand on our kitchen table and give me pep talks. At the giant height of 5ft 2in tall you can imagine that this was more hilarious than it was inspiring. However, I will never forget these little pep talks.

2) My sophomore year of college my parents chaperoned a group of my friends and I on a cruise. On this particular cruise we made a stop in Belize. Those of us on the cruise know what happened in Belize, but I won't go into any more detail than that (ask my Mom).

3) My graduation ceremonies. Looking into the crowd and seeing the excitement and pride on my Mom's face made every sleepless night and hour of studying worth it.

4) Her Irish jig. For those of you that have not seen this, you are definitely missing out.

5) In high school my Mom used to cook my friends and I lunch once a week. She would let us know a week in advance what she was going to cook and we would decide a day of the week that worked best for us to attend and she would always have a hot meal waiting for us.

6) When I was little my Mom used to read me a book, "Love you Forever" by Robert Munsch. I will never forget the words of that book and quote it often in letters/cards to my Mom.

7) Our yearly trips to Dairy Queen. When I was in school my Mom and Deb Rohloff would take all of us to Dairy Queen to celebrate the beginning and end of the school year.

8) Our trip to the Mahaska County Fair. My Mom thought it would be a great idea to have me ride the tea cups. Needless to say I turned green and have yet to ever ride them again. I should point out that she already knew at this point in my life that I HATED carnival rides/roller coasters. Yes, I am one of those kids.

9) On my route to and from school there was a narrow road that passed between a cemetery and a green house. This road was only big enough for a single car to pass at any given time. Early in my driving career I encountered a situation where I met a car in the middle of this road and it wasn't budging so I threw my car into reverse and tried to back out. However, I was not so good at backing up and side swiped the back half of my truck on the side of the green house. Luckily I drove an '89 Chevy pickup, but it did leave a nice scrape down the back side of my truck. Being the wise child that I was, I told my parents that another car had side swiped me in the parking lot at the basketball game when my car was parked. Fool proof idea, right? Wrong. The next day my Mom comes home and asks me if I "would happen to know why there was a big red scrape on the side of the greenhouse?" Of course, I denied my involvement, but then she noted that the color was oddly similar to that of my truck. Following this statement she asked me again what had happened in the parking lot. I knew I was a goner and accepted my punishment. I still have no idea how she knew.

10) Her photo albums. My Mom made a family photo album just about every year when I was growing up and made my sister and I a photo album every year of high school. Yeah, she rocks.

Well I hope you all enjoyed hearing a little bit about my Mom today. I truly hope that all of you have been as lucky as I have been to have such a wonderful mother growing up. To all of you mothers out there, Happy Mother's Day!

Preston Sereg



Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Still Here!

Hey Everyone,

For those of you out there that enjoy (c'mon play along) my blog, I am sorry for not updating it in the past few months. It has been a very busy past few months full of wonderful adventures and new opportunites. I know the majority of my blog posts are focused on what I have been up to lately, but I figured you all may be interested in catching up with my life lately so here goes nothing.

Since I last posted I have been in several locations: Houston, Washington D.C., and Wisconsin. I really enjoyed my time in Wisconsin and loved seeing the sites in D.C. However, I absolutely hated the rest of D.C. I found the areas away from the touristy sites to be very dirty and overcrowded. If you all want to hear some funny stories let me know :)

I am currently working in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, at Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center. It is a VERY large hospital (800+ beds, I think) affiliated with Wake Forest University Medical School (thank you captain obvious). They have essentially every specialty you could possibly imagine. I have been working in Pediatric Cardiology and Urology thus far with plans to begin working in Opthamology and Pediatric GI. I am loving my time in Cardiology and find it fascinating. In my opinion, the heart should be the 8th wonder of the world. AMAZING!

North Carolina is a fantastic state. I have only been here for approximately two weeks, but no one would have to force me to stay here longer. I joined the local YMCA here in Winston-Salem and have been spending a lot of time in the evenings playing basketball. Last weekend I made the trip to Asheville, North Carolina, which is appropriately labeled 'Beer City, USA.' The dowtown area alone is home to five or six breweries. For a craft beer fan like myself, I thoroughly enjoyed tasting the local brews. Asheville is located just inside the Appalachain mountains providing absolutely beatiful drives and scenery. The town is just slightly bohemian/hipsterish, but a great place to relax and catch some live music and just hang out. This weekend we are driving about an hour and a half South to check out Charlotte and are planning a trip to the Wilmington (on the coast) in a few weeks. Needless to say, I am really enjoying my time here.

I actually put in my 'notice of leave' with the company this week and will officially be done working for Elite Medical Scribes on July 1st. I can't believe that next month will make one year with the company. When I started the job I thought there was no way I could survive a little over a year of traveling and being away from my friends and family. It has definitely been a roller coaster ride, but I know I made the right decision and have already begun to see some of the benefits of this experience.

I will be taking the month of July to prepare for St. George's and making sure I am ready to move down to Grenada. I never got to have a summer break in college so I am going to do some traveling and take time to enjoy my friends and family before heading to Grenada. I will officially leave for Grenade on August 11th for my first semester of my MD/MPH program. Words can not explain how excited I am to enter this next chapter of my life. It is going to be a very challenging and very long journey, but I feel so blessed to have this opportunity and I can't wait to see what God has planned.

Well I think you all are finally up to speed with my life over the past few months. I hope this blog finds you happy and well. I miss you all and can't wait to see you in the near future. Feel free to shoot me a text or give me a call some time. I know I would love to hear from you!

Preston Sereg

Friday, January 11, 2013

Right Out The Window

Hey Everyone,

It is hard for me to believe that another year has come and past. The year of 2012 was filled with happiness, sadness, smiles, tears, hellos, goodbyes, and so many important life events for me. In the future, I believe I will look at this year and remember how much I was forced to grow.

As many of you know, I graduated college this year with my Bachelor's Degree in Biology from the University of Northern Iowa. I consider this one of my greatest life accomplishments to this day. The life lessons I learned in college will follow me for the rest of my life, and I would never trade the time I spent at UNI for the world. While in college I worked almost full-time between my two jobs, volunteered at my church, volunteered at the hospital, and somehow managed to balance some sort of social life. It was extremely hard at times, but I would do it again in a heart beat. The friendships I made over the past four years are some of my greatest treasures in life and I cherish the people I was fortunate to spend these years with. Some of the hardest moments of my life were spent saying goodbye to these peoples as they went on to pursue their dreams and begin their lives elsewhere. To say I miss college would be an understatement.

After graduation I accepted a full-time job with Elite Medical Scribes based out of Minneapolis, MN, working as a scribe trainer/project manager. Essentially my job is to travel to new or existing sites and train new employees to work in the hospital setting. I took this job thinking it would be the experience of a lifetime, but it has by no means been easy. I have always been a very social person and I have put my self worth in the relationships that I maintain (probably not the wisest decision). I quickly learned that a traveling position, and a full-time position at that, leaves little time to visit those you love back home. It has been one of the hardest adjustments of my life. However, I am greatful for the employment opportunity that God has granted me and I choose to believe that this job has taught me several life lessons that will make more sense in the future. I have enjoyed the opportunity to work with dozens of physicians and learn medicine directly from them. Plus, seeing a gun shot wound is never dull!

A future as a physician is still in sight. There are several twists and turns that loom in the distance, but the path is becoming more clear each and every day. I am learning that I have no cruise control or GPS for this journey and that I will have to rely on faith to direct my path. Each day presents a new challenge and a new opportunity in this journey. There are some days I wish I could see the finish line ahead, but I am learning that the journey has the potential to be just as beautiful as the end goal.

This year was also full of several memories that I never want to forget. Two of my best friends, Molly and Seth Webb, were married in May and I was fortunate enough to share in their special day. My parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary....what a testament to what true love really looks like. My sister and her fiance got engaged, and I look forward to their ceremony this year. I am also happy for so many of my other friends that got engaged/married this year and can't wait to see what the future holds for them.

I thank you all for the roles you played in my life over the past year. Odds are that if you are reading this you are very special to me and I hope you know how blessed I consider myself to have you in my life. I wish you all the best in this new year and hope that all of your dreams come true. It is my prayer that you will continue to grow in your faith and let God take hold of the reins as you navigate through life this year.

Happy New Year!

Preston Sereg

Monday, November 12, 2012

The Month of Gratitude

The month of Novmenber has to be one of my favorite months. I have never been a big fan of holidays (ask my family), but Thanksgiving is an exception. I enjoy the symbolism and religious meaning associated with the other holidays, but I feel they have been too commercialized and that we lose sight of what the point is. I would be lying if I told you I didn't enjoy all of the wonderful food associated with Thanksgiving, but the holiday encompasses so much more than my love for great food. It seems to be the one time of year that everyone, myself included, is forced to think about the things we are grateful for. 

I feel that gratitiude is something that we often overlook. It is so easy to focus on the illusive curveballs that life throws our way that we forget to remember the blessings we have in life. I know that I spend most of my time sulking over the things that I deem unfair. My daily life is dictated in my subconcious by the things that go wrong. I remember getting a speeding ticket or a co-worker drinking the last cup of coffee, but I forget to remember the blessing of owning a car or having a job in the first place. In fact, I would be willing to bet that you and I could make a longer list of things that went wrong today compared to those things that went well. For those of you that can win that bet, props to you. The fact of the matter is that we all would be a lot happier if we treated every month like November. Facebook, one of my greatest sources of news these days, is jam packed with things people are happy for. This is a nice alternative to the "my world is falling apart" statuses that seem to dominate the Facebook world every other month of the year. But like they say, "misery loves company."

One of the things I love most about my parents is their inability to let me sulk. Believe me, I often call them simply wanting to hear them say, "Yes Preston, it is okay to be upset about this." Much to my chagrin, they never let me win that battle. They often concede that it is an unfair situation, but they always remind me of their "life is not fair" philosophy. A dark and ominious philosophy, maybe, but fitting nonetheless. The worst part is the fact that they always point out the blessings or life lessons hidden in my laundry list of struggles. By forcing me to focus on the good things they make it almost impossible to be upset about anything, almost. The lessons they have taught me hold more value to me than any other thing I will ever acquire. 

I don't mean to imply that I am a gratitude guru, as I am likely one that has the most to learn. Those of you that know me well can vouch for the fact that I tend to be slightly pessimisstic and that my thoughts are easily consumed by the negative factors in life. In fact, this blog is more for me than anyone else, sorry for my selfishness. Rather than post my list of things I am thankful for over each day for the rest of the month I have chosen to list 30 things that I am thankful for below. I hope that this post has in some way forced you to reflect on the things that you are thankful for this holiday season. If nothing else, I hope it at least provided some comic relief after a long Monday. Regardless, I hope that things are well with you and that life continues to treat you well. 

1. My family
2. My education
3. My faith
4. My job
5. My friends
6. Books
7. Social Media and Facetime
8. Living in the wonderful United States of America
9. Starbucks, yum. 
10. My health
11. Freedom
12. Movies
13. Pickles
14. Football
15. Prairie Lakes Church
16. Buffalo Wild Wings
17. Oskaloosa, Iowa
18. The election is over
19. The U.S. military
20. The University of Northern Iowa
21. Days off work
22. My mother's cooking
23. Peanut Butter
24. Knowing that I am loved
25. Growing up in the Midwest
26. Beer, I promise I am not an alcoholic. 
27. Nature
28. Ground Transportation- I hate flying!
29. Music
30. A place to call home 





Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Traveling Man

Hey Everyone!

Wow, it has been quite some time since I have posted any updates. For my loyal followers (if you exist), I apologize and hope you enjoy this post. If we haven't talked in awhile you should stop what you're doing, send me a text, or give me a call. I would love to hear from you....promise :).

I am currently concluding the last day of a two week hiatus at home. It has been a nice breath of fresh air for me following approximately two months of 70-80 hour work weeks. Needless to say, I was getting pretty run down and was in much need of a little rest and relaxation. I was able to come home for a wedding at the beginning of the month and have been working at home since then. I could definitely get used to working from home.....I should have gone into business! Tomorrow I will be headed back to New Hampshire. I will be working there for approximately ten days at a new site for the company in Nahsua, New Hampshire. Nashua is approximately 30-45 minutes North of Boston and within an hour from my two previous sites in New Hampshire.When I finish up in Nashua I will be heading to Rockford, IL, and will be there for approximately two and a half weeks. I will be very glad to return to working in the Midwest and to be much closer to home. After Rockford I am scheduled to be working in Texas! When I took this job I had no idea how much traveling I would be doing. I love seeing everything there is to see and enjoying all of the new experiences, but I am going to be all traveled out by this time next year.

Some other updates:

1. I have ALMOST overcome my fear of flying.....my friends know how big of an accomplishment this is for me. My heart still pounds every time I get on a plane, but after holding hands with the person next to me for several minutes I can usually calm myself to a minor whimper.....just kidding.

2. I have a medical school interview :)

3. I've lost 35lbs since most of you have seen me last. Don't worry I won't blow away in a strong wind...yet.

4. Tim Jacobsen thinks that scholarships make college more expensive.....ask him about it.

I know this was a pretty boring post for all of you to read, but I figured some of you may want to know what I have been up to. I am pretty terrible about keeping in touch and this is my attempt to at least try. I hope that all of you had a great summer and are enjoying being back to work, school, or whatever else it is you do. Thanks for reading :)

Preston Sereg








Sunday, July 8, 2012

Wrapping Up

Hey Everyone!

I have officially been in New Hampshire for three weeks now! The time is absolutely flying, and I find myself having to double-check my calendar. I hate to say it, but I have fallen in love with it out here. Manchester is a little rough around the edges in places, but it is smack dab in the middle of so many things. An hour to the South is Boston, an hour East and you're floating in the Atlantic, and major cities such as NYC and D.C. are all within a days drive. Everyone out here feels terrible for you all back home because of the heat wave......Did I mention it's only been in the upper 80's to low 90's with very minimal humidity!? Everything is green here, much like in Iowa, but it's mostly trees. I had to drive East to Portsmouth, NH, on Friday and it was easily one of the prettiest drives I have ever been on. All of the houses near the coast are "box-like," are typically two stories, and have A LOT of windows. I've never been one for fancy architecture, and the simplicity appeals to me (not that Iowa is the most extravagant place on Earth).

Before you get your undies all up in a bunch, let me say that I do miss Iowa, very much so in fact. Right now is one of my favorite times in Iowa, driving down the country highways, surrounded by the sea of green. I would love to sit down to a family dinner full of all the proper summer foods.....watermelon, sweet corn, Iowa chops, potato salad, and a fresh apple pie topped with homemade ice cream......YUM! (when you live in a hotel and eat primarily salad and cold-meat sandwiches you begin to dream of a home-cooked meal. ) Oh, I also miss the people. Don't get me wrong, there are a large number of very nice people out here, but it's not like the Midwest. In the Midwest, a nod of the head, a tip of the hat, or a friendly hello are pretty typical pleasantries that most people share. That is not the case on the East coast. I try to keep my overly friendly personality buried a little deeper than surface level out here so that not everyone will think I am crazy......but I'm pretty sure most of them still do.

I finished up my training duties at Catholic Medical Center in Manchester this week, and it was definitely a bittersweet moment for me. Initially, when I came out here I was only going to be here for two weeks. However, that quickly became three, and is now going to turn into something along the lines of five. Needless to say I was a little overwhelmed with the amount of time that I would be away from my friends and family. However, this experience has been one of the biggest blessings for me. The people at CMC welcomed me in, and treated me like family. I absolutely loved the environment. At Covenant Hospital, the hospital that I scribed at in college, I had become very close to several of the nurses and providers. This was something that had made my job so enjoyable, and all of the new hospitals I had been at were lacking that family feel. So when I began to get to know people here I began to feel at home. After three weeks I felt like I had been working there for months. One of the housekeepers even made me a batch of chocolate chip cookies on my last night.....they were absolutely delicious. Unfortunately after several offers to stay, I had to part ways with everyone at CMC. I can honestly say I will never forget everyone at that hospital.

Tomorrow morning I will be headed to Portsmouth, NH. It is about thirty minutes to the East, and is literally right on the coast (hence the name of the town). It is going to be a great time! The town is considered one of the best walking towns in America, and the downtown is primarily cobblestone. Every weekend is jam packed with all kinds of things to do. I am most excited to take Route 1 along the coast into Maine. The nursing staff at CMC told me it is a breathtaking drive, and that there are a lot of things to see. Also, they frequently have fireworks at Hampton Beach (just South of Portsmouth) where they shoot fireworks out over the ocean. It's gonna be awesome :)

As always, there are a few things I have noticed during my travels out here.
1. Everyone loves Tom Brady. Personally, I hope the dude breaks every bone in a career ending injury. However, everyone in New England thinks the dude walks on water. Oh, and the ladies love him.....surprise surprise.
2. Ginger Ale is a huge hit out here. The only time I had ever drank Ginger Ale in the Midwest, was in punch. They even sell it is vending machines out here.
3. If you stall at an intersection for even a second.....be ready to get honked at. (No more spacing off for me)
4. Snapple is also a huge hit. I remember seeing commercials for Snapple, and thinking how they could afford nationally televised commercials. Now I know.
5. Nobody has heard of a Dumbledork.....told you I coined the phrase (Sarah, Tim, Seth, Leah E)
6. The seafood is WAY better than it is in Iowa....call me Sherlock Holmes ;)

Well everyone I hope you all are doing well. I miss you all more than you know, and would love to catch up with you. If you are every looking for something to do, shoot me a call! I can't guarantee that I won't be working, but I will get back to you as soon as I can! I should be home in a few weeks, and look forward to seeing you all.

Preston Sereg


Sunday, June 24, 2012

Midwest Boy Far From Home

Hey Everyone! It's been a wee bit of time since I have posted on here. I had a few short hours before my next night shift, and figured it might be kind of nice to catch up on here. I have been one busy dude since my last post. I finished the project in Stillwater just in time to get home and see my beautiful cousin, Brittney, get married. That made me feel super old! Once my cousin, Amy, get married in September I will technically be next in line......hahahahahahaha. I'm gonna go ahead and pass the torch off to my sister on that one. Following the wedding I boarded a plane the next day for New Hampshire. First off, I hate flying. Secondly, I always get placed right behind the dude that decides he is going to hibernate the entire flight. By hibernate I mean put his seat back as far as it can go, break my knee caps. At six foot four with a stunning lineman physique, planes and I have become arch enemies. However, there were no unexpected emergency landings, and Tim Jacobsen wasn't drinking rum punch so I was happy. On flights I don't care as much about comfort as I do survival.....I know I have a problem.  I finally arrived in Manchester, New Hampshire, and have been here for a week now. Manchester is a town of about 100,000 people, and is the largest town in New England. Personally, I find that pretty crazy. I am currently working at Catholic Medical Center. I really like the hospital, and the staff has been so friendly and welcoming to me. One of the things I've noticed about being a young guy in the health care field is that all of the nurses want to be your mother....of course I embrace this role :) I have befriended a girl named Riley, who is another scribe, and Doreen, who is one of the housekeepers. Riley has been so nice to me, and has really made the transition here a lot easier. Doreen is a champ. The lady is the hardest worker I have ever seen in my life. The other day she told me that I give off a vibe that makes people feel comfortable, and that she usually doesn't warm up to people very quickly. She told me I have to be careful out here because people aren't as friendly as I am haha.  There are a few things I have learned while being here. 1. People here aren't as friendly as they are in the Midwest. I'm a huge fan of smiling at people, and saying hello. Yeah, you aren't supposed to do that here. A  few hundred funny looks later, and I haven't given up though.  2. Manchester is pretty thug. You know you live in the ghetto when you tell people where you're staying, and they respond with "oh, be careful at night." I ain't scurred though. There was a lady sleeping out on the front stoop outside my window the other day. I assumed she was tanning until I saw that she was wearing a bathrobe, and looked like she had a run in with a grizzly. P.S. they have bears here...... 3. Everyday is like a bad mob video. I live in a world of hilarious east coast accents, and sometimes I just can't help but smile. Apparently you have to say New HampSHIRE, but Portsmouth is pronounced Portsmith. It doesn't make sense to me either.  4. If you aren't Catholic, good luck finding a church to go to. 5. Make sure a door doesn't lock from the outside. Yep, I locked myself and a doctor into a room with a patient, and we had to wait five minutes for a nurse to find us haha. Well everyone, that is about it for me today. I am planning a trip to Boston and the white mountains this week so be ready for some good stories. I hope all is well at home. I miss you all more than you know, and can't wait to see you all again. Take Care :) Preston Sereg 

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Who's In Charge?

Hey everyone! Warning: this post is pretty deep. Feel free to stop here. Have you ever been given something, and known that it was God's will for you to have it? Yeah, probably sounds a little silly, I know. Until about a month ago I probably would have agreed with you. However, I was given something for graduation that may have been written soley for me. I was given s devotional book by my parents for graduation. I have never been very good at being faithful with devotions, and I usually cringe when I am given one. This time it was different. I am in a huge stage of transition in my life, something that I have never handled very well, and I needed help desperately. I decided that I would give it a shot. I tend to over exaggerate, but I don't think I would be if I told you that giving this book a shot was one of the best things I have ever decided to do. Serious. There have been several mornings that I have read the book, and either laughed because I was certain that the page had been magically changed during the night, or had tears fill my eyes because I felt so convicted. This morning, was one of those mornings. The funny part was, it wasn't what the author had said in the devotion itself. It was the verses that followed. The verses are located below. Luke 12: 29-31 And do not set your heart on what you will eat or what you will drink; do not worry about it. For the world runs after all such things, and your father knows what you need. But seek FIRST his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well. John 16:33 I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world. I would not be surprised if most of you have read those verses, and I'm fairly certain that you all have a pretty good grasp on what they mean. I, however, did not. I've read these verses several times in my life, and heard them referenced in several sermons. Unfortunately, I have never fully understood the depth of these verses. Many of you know that I spend a large part of my time worrying, and attempting to solve my problems. Okay, more than my problems, the worlds problems. Go ahead and chuckle, we all know it's true. I spend a ridiculous amount of time contemplating every word I say/said, every decision I make/made, and every possible circumstance I may encounter in the future. If you looked up "worry wart" in the dictionary, my picture and biography would be in there. The sad part is, I know that it's not how life is supposed to be. I have spent a large portion of my life trying to understand how people don't worry; how people turn over their worries to God. I don't know how biblical my answer is, but I think I have begun to understand how it has to work for me. The title of this post is "Who's in charge?" Ironically, that's my answer. That is the question that I have decided I may have to ask myself every morning I wake up. It is the question that is also the solutiion to releasing my cares and worries. Until this point in my life the answer to that question has always been ME. I have always tried to control my life, and told God to tag along for the ride. I've told God that his plan didn't quite fit what I had in mind, and that we were going to have to do things my way. When things didnt go according to my plan I would get so angry, and I'd run from the one that has always carried me through. What I have failed thus far to realize is that God was, is, and always has been in control. I have been so blinded by my own selfish ambitions that I have failed to see how every situation I have been put in has been preparing me to be the man that God wants me to be. The bumps along the road and the detour signs were not God punishing me, they were his way of preparing and molding me into the person that I am supposed to be. The phrase, "tough love," would be very fitting. For the first time in my life I am stepping back and reflecting on the question, "who's in charge?" While reading the verses above, I became extremely convicted. My mom has always told me "life isn't always fair," and even the verse above promises that life will bring struggles along with it. I don't care who you are, what you believe, or where you are at in life, you will have troubles. By taking control of my life, I had always tried to resolve and find the answers to my problems in life. Probably the reason I worry so frequently. All the time failing to see, "seek first his kingdom." Instead of drowning myself in worry and anxiety, I should have drawn close to God. I should have asked him to give me the wisdom and the strength to overcome my problems. Most importantly, I should have asked him to remind me, "who's in charge?" One of my favorite songs has a line that says, "sometimes he calms the storm, and other times he calms his child." This would also be a fitting time for my friends and family to chuckle because they know how frequently I use sing lyrics to express my feelings. In this transition in my life, as minor a transition it may appear, God has opted to calm me. At first I tried to fight it because I'm über stubborn, but I've decided to give up the fight, and have faith that the place I'm at in life is only preparing me for what is yet to come. I know there will be days that I worry, and that there will be days that I fail to get this idea through my thick skull. However, from this point on I have decided to "seek first his kingdom." Like I said before writings this blog, it's a deep one. I hope that if you find yourselves wrestling with God, and failing to see the bigger picture, that this blog may bring you comfort. If not, that's okay too. You may even disagree with me. If that's the case, I hope you find your own way of releasing your worries. As much as this blog was written for you to read, it was written to be a reminder to me. I hope you all are having a great day. I miss you all, and can't wait to catch up with you in the near future! Preston Sereg

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Things So Far

Hey Everyone!

Well I have been in St. Paul (White Bear Lake, Maplewood, and Woodbury) for almost a week now. The time is going by so fast, and it has been a crazy experience thus far. I would be dishonest if I told you that it has been easy, and that I have loved every minute of it. In fact, it has been an extremely hard week for me, but things are getting better. My job is definitely a new experience. It is extremely hard to go into a fast paced environment, such as an emergency room, and try to teach someone how to do a job that requires a lot of work and practice. I consider myself a patient guy, and my patience has been tested this week. Who woulda thunk it! I now have a completely new appreciation for teachers.

I am currently working at St. John's Hospital in Maplewood, MN. It is a part of a group of hospitals entitled, Health East. The main emergency room, that sees the high acuity patients, is 14 beds with some overflow, and the other part of the emergency room dedicated to much more minor cases is 9 beds with additional overflow. It is a completely different environment than the 17 bed emergency room that I worked at in Waterloo. I have worked with three different doctors now, and they are far different, and much less open than the doctors that I worked with in Waterloo. One of the registration nurses has taken a liking to me and calls me "scribe," even though she now knows my name. I have never had my name made fun of so much in my entire life. Apparently "Preston" is quite the name up here. One of the doctors told me that I should be a butler or a lawyer with a name like Preston. He also thinks I should be a butcher or a professional body guard. If only he knew how much of a teddy bear I was......I'm definitely not going to just throw that out there.

I have learned several things already living in a booming metropolis. Some are quite funny, and others are, meh.

1) Make friends with the receptionist at the hotel you stay at.....they have coupons for free things. When I checked in to my new hotel yesterday the receptionist must have taken a fancy to me because she gave me a coupon for a free large pizza and a free drink at the restaurant that is attached to the hotel. Ballin! I actually used it today, and the pizza was very good. My waitress told me she hadn't seen one of those coupons in quite some time.....I felt special ;) The receptionist also told me to come to the night club she worked at because they were having a Marilyn Manson (spelling?) concert.....I attract the weirdos. I gratefully declined, of course.

2) Do not wear khakis, a button up shirt, and wear a back pack in downtown Minneapolis during business hours. You will be under-dressed. People were looking at me like I was some sort of alien...and I kind of felt like it. I literally had people coming up to me asking me if I was lost, and of course, I was.

3) Do not watch horror movies if you intend to live in a big city by yourself. I was looking behind me every step I took in the parking garage, and I might as well baracade my hotel door every night. For my friends reading this....that is why I refuse to watch horror movies.

4) Buy a GPS. I never believed in GPS until this week. If driving around with an Iowa license plate doesn't already make me a target for angry Minnesotans, not knowing where I am going would definitely get me killed. My GPS has now become my best friend, and I will love her til the day I die.

5) Don't try to make friends with the one nurse that looks like she could beat up Chuck Norris. She will shut you down faster than you can ever imagine. It's best just to smile and nod.....show no weakness.

6) Only go to a hospital that has a slushy machine. Yes, the emergency room that I work at has a free slushy machine. Legit!

7) Hanging out with yourself is not always a bad thing. Today was my day off, and I decided that rather than sit in my hotel room and think about how much I missed everyone at home; (correct usage of the semi-colon, Sarah?) I would go out and explore. Explore to me ended up being eating lunch at the restaurant attached to my hotel, buying a couple books at Barnes and Nobel, reading at Starbucks, and going to see a movie. Call me Curious George ;) The things that you see and hear, that you normally wouldn't, can actually be quite humorous. Being left alone to my thoughts usually scares me, but it was actually kind of nice just to enjoy the quiet today. Oh, I found my next job and possible life long career today. The mall in Maplewood has a train that is free to move around the entire mall. There was a kid my age driving that bad boy......totally taking his job!

Well that is pretty much all I have right now. I miss you all at home, and hope to see you all soon. I hope you guys are enjoying your summer and experiencing your own adventure.

Preston "Scribe" Sereg

Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Year of Waiting

Hey Everyone,

Tonight as I sat down at my computer to blog for the first time in awhile I was able to reflect at what has happened in my life over the past few weeks. While my life is usually full of work and school, these past few weeks have been filled with several major occurrences. The first being my college graduation. Yep, I graduated....keep it on the down low though because I'm still not sure they didn't make  mistake. Secondly, and probably my most favorite, two of my best friends in the entire world got married this weekend. Picture the perfect couple in your mind (no, not me and Taylor Swift), and you will have pictured Molly and Seth. I was so fortunate to share in their wedding, and also leave them with a few pictures that are sure to get a few eye rolls. The third event happens to be one that occurs tomorrow/today.

 Tomorrow afternoon I will depart from everything that I have become comfortable with over the past 21, and especially past four years, of my life to start a full-time job for the next year. As time has gotten closer I have become more and more apprehensive about taking this risky step of faith. Last night I was seriously considering calling the company and regretfully declining the position. A decision that I most definitely would have regretted in the future. Until this point of my life I have pretty well been able to sit in the driver's seat of my life, or so I believed, and feel completely in control. Lack of control is an aspect of life that I don't handle so well....surprise, right?

Fortunately for me, God has placed some wonderful people in my life. My parents, family, and friends, whether they know it or not, have all played a huge influence in my ability to take this step. Tonight while I was reading my devotional for the day, I was smacked in the face by God's overwhelming awesomeness. In the next paragraph I am going to quote the passage that I read in Jesus Calling, by Sarah Young.

"Thank me in he midst of the crucible. When things seem all wrong, look for growth opportunities. Especially, look for areas where you need to let go, leaving your cares in My able hands. Do you trust Me to orchestrate your life events as I choose, or are you still trying to make things go according to your will? If you keep trying to carry out your intentions while I am leading you in another direction, you deify your desires. Be on the lookout for what I am doing in your life. Worship Me by living close to Me, thanking me in all circumstances."

Yeah, I thought it was rather fitting as well. I find it so amazing how God speaks to us through literature, and how it can completely change your outlook on a situation. Don't get me wrong, I am still very anxious about this next step, but after reading this tonight I know that it is something I am being called to do. A great friend told me that we grow the most in situations that we are the most uncomfortable, and I know that she is right. Over this next year I am most definitely going to grow and be challenged, and I am ready to get uncomfortable to do so.

I know that this is a time of change for a lot of people, and some of you may be experiencing similar apprehensions as myself. If you find yourself in the same boat, I hope this post has offered you some sort of support. For those of you that aren't, you will be. Thank you all for reading, and I hope you have a fantastic week.

Preston Sereg

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Looking Back

Hey Everyone!

I have been informed by UNI that somehow, someway they are going to let me graduate in a little under a month. Yeah, I am just as concerned with their idea as you are. There is absolutely no way I am capable as entering the real world as a functional adult in a month. If only they knew that just last week my buddy Seth and I bought superhero masks and nerf swords. Yes, that really did happen. Don't judge. This whole graduation thing has got me thinking and reminiscing on my past four years of college. Being the manly man that I am, I would never feel sentimental about these past four years, but I thought it might be kind of fun to share a few of my top favorites. Warning: These stories very well could be "you had to be there" type stories.


  1. Probably one of my favorite memories of college is the spring break trip of my junior year. For spring break a bunch of my friends and I made the fantastic choice of taking a cruise to the Caribbean for a week. During our cruise we traveled to Honduras, Belize (well most of us made it to Belize), Grand Cayman, and Cozumel (Mexico). Rum punch, the near death experience on our plane ride home, Brady's monkey call, the cougar, eating Chinese food in a Latin American country and the extremely inappropriate couple at Senor Frogs are just a few of the very fond memories I have of this trip.
  2. Double Rainbow. If you haven't seen the video, "Double Rainbow", on Youtube please watch it. You will not regret it. My roommate, Taylor, and I had an extreme obsession with this video our Junior year of college, and one night while heading to Cedar Rapids for one of our many many many Buffalo Wild Wings trips we just so happened to see a double rainbow. To make a long story short we ended up dying laughing looking at this double rainbow. As tears streamed down our face our other friend, Tim, had no idea why we were laughing so hard. This is probably one of those stories you would have to be there for.
  3. Club Zeal. Club Zeal was a bible study that I went to my Freshman year. It was at this bible study that I met some of my closest friends in college. 
  4. Brodates. Oh, I have been on many brodates throughout my college career.Probably my favorite brodate included Taylor (whom was in attendance for most of my brodates) and I going to dinner and then seeing Bridesmaids in theater. From answering "no" to every inevitable "are you two together" question all the way to sharing popcorn and laughing louder than any female in that theater, this was definitely a favorite of mine. 
  5. The trip to my house in Oskaloosa. A couple of my friends and I had this great idea to take a trip back to the good ol' town of Oskaloosa for a weekend. Tim, Seth, and I set up an awesome tent in my front yard to sleep because we are men, and that is what men do while Molly and Sarah decided that they liked the comfort of the house much better. Terrible choice. Speaking of terrible choice, they decided that they wanted to go to Pella for Happy Joe's Pizza (the only good thing about the choice) and to spend a few hours forcing me to remember exactly why I hate Pella. Yes my hatred for Pella was instilled in me at a young age, and was only increased during my sporting years at Osky, but I am still not ready to give up that deep hatred for the Dutch. My dog, Tucker, also decided that he liked my friend Sarah on the trip, and tried to consummate their relationship several times during our trip. 
  6. The trip I took with my middle school students in theROCK to Worlds of Fun and Oceans of Fun in Kansas City
  7. Living with my current roommates. So many good memories that I will not begin to even try to list them all. Just know that I had a ton of fun with you guys, and will always remember 3029 Cottonwood Ln. 
  8. The dorms. Most people consider the dorms to be one of the worst parts of their college experience....not this guy. Playing pranks on Tim, shaving my head, Taylor's Asian flag, The Prank (Taylor, Cassie, Boaty, and Hannah know what I'm talking about), long hair don't care, the tree in our bathroom, and the tootsie roll poop are just a few on the list of my favorites. 
  9. Trips home. The best part about college, is going home. I remember leaving for college, and thinking how excited I was to be out on my own and to not have to answer to anyone. Boy was I sadly mistaken. I soon found out that home was a place I felt safe, a place I was always welcome, and home to my favorite people in the world. There is nothing better than coming home from college and entering your house to a big hug from your mom, a shrieking "Preston" from your sister, and a smile on your dad's face. Ahhhhhh.......home :)
  10. Sunday morning church with Tim and Sarah.
There are many, many more memories that I have from college, but these are just a few of my favorites. Sorry if this was boring for you to read, but I imagine if you were involved in these memories you may have enjoyed this as well. Hope all is well with you all!

Preston Sereg

Sunday, February 26, 2012

A New Adventure

Hello Friends,

Wow, it has been a long time since I have posted on here. I'm sure you all have missed my elegant wording, philosophical input, and just overall quality writing......HAHA who am I kidding. Well, for those of you that do enjoy reading my blog I wanted to kind of give you an update on my life lately....it has been surprisingly exciting over these past few weeks. (Shocking, I know ;) )

First things first, med school update. Well it's not looking promising. I have two schools yet to reply, but the others have declined my acceptance into medical school for this Fall. It's okay to shed a few tears, my wallet and  I shed a few ourselves. At first I was really, really upset about this. I couldn't believe that after all the time, effort, and faith that I had put into this hadn't paid off. I was angry at God, I was angry at myself, and I was angry at anyone else that told me I shouldn't be upset. However, I have decided to take a new approach with this experience. I now know how the MCAT works, how the application process goes, and I will be ready to reapply next year. Over this next year I know that there is something I am supposed to do, something I am supposed to learn, maturity (which we all know I lack) to gain, and life to experience. While I may not be happy with the timing, I am willing to put my desires aside to follow the plan God has laid out for me.

That being said, I also have some very exciting news (No, I am not dating, engaged, or anywhere close to either of those. Sorry Mom haha). I have accepted a full time position with a company called Elite Medical Scribes (EMS). EMS is currently located in Minneapolis, MN. As most of you know, I currently work as a scribe in the ER at Covenant Hospital in Waterloo. For those of you that don't know what a scribe is....let me tell you. My job is to do all of the medical charting, during an exam, for the physician I am assigned to. I also check up on labs, test results, and other relevant materials to increase the efficiency of the physician. The company I was hired by offers the same assistance as the company I am currently employed by. However, my job will be slightly different in my new job. Instead of working as a scribe at one location, my job will be to travel to new locations to train scribes. When the company sets up a new site, I will be sent to help the company train the scribes and get the site up and running. In between sites I will be helping the company develop training materials, and assisting wherever I am needed. These locations have the potential to be located throughout the country, and I will most definitely be doing a lot of traveling over the next year. Surprisingly enough, I will be moving to Texas in the middle of May, shortly after two of my best friends get married (hope you enjoyed the shout out Molly and Seth). Yes, the company is based in Minnesota, and I will be moving to Texas.

I am extremely excited to begin this new adventure in my life, but I am also very anxious as well. I have become quite accustomed to life in Cedar Falls, and I absolutely love it here. I will be leaving a church that I adore, a town that I like more than my own (don't worry Osky, you are still my first love), and the people that I love. I have been extremely blessed to have such a great college experience, and I am apprehensive to leave it behind. However, I know that this new experience offers me a chance to grow, and gain some great life experience. The networking and experiences I will have will be great for my, hopeful, future career as a physician.

I hope that all is well with all of you, and that you as well find yourself with upcoming adventures. If not, hang in there for it will soon be your time. Thank you all for reading!

Preston Sereg

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Faith Like Joseph

Hey Everyone,

So I don't know about you all, but the beginning of November is one of the most annoying times of the year for me. Beginning November 1, everyone thinks it's Christmas. You can call my a scrooge, but I am a firm believer that the Christmas season doesn't begin until November 25th. One month of constant Christmas music, feeling guilty every time you pass a salvation army bell ringer, and the constant reminder that you have to go shopping is plenty for me. I mean shoot, HyVee had a band come in and play carols all day on November 1st....bah humbug. So I figured if the rest of society can begin their Christmas season on November 1st, I could write a blog on November 16th dealing with the Christmas story.

One of the things I have been fortunate enough to do this semester, is to meet with a mentor on Wednesday mornings where we get together and dive deeper into our faith. A fun thing we decided to do was to choose a book in the New Testament and a book in the Old Testament, and read a chapter from them for each week. A few weeks ago the chapter we chose happened to be Matthew, chapter 1. As many of you know this chapter deals with Mary being impregnated by the Holy Spirit, and the angel of the Lord revealing himself to Joseph in a dream.

I feel fairly certain that about 90 percent, if not more of the American society knows the Christmas story. You know, the whole Mary being impregnated by the Holy Spirit, traveling to Bethlehem, and Jesus being born in a manger story where he is then visited by the three wise men. I left out a lot of important details, but you all get the gist of what I'm saying. One part of the story I feel that is often overlooked is Joseph's side of the story, especially his part of the story told in Matthew, chapter 1.

Now I want you all to think about this. Joseph was just a good ole boy living life the best he could, and was pledged to be married to Mary. Out of nowhere Mary suddenly becomes pregnant, and Joseph sure as heck knows it isn't his. I don't know about you all, but I would have been PISSED if I found out my bride to be was pregnant with someone else's baby. Yet Joseph, being the upstanding man that he was, had in mind to divorce her quietly so that she would not be publicly disgraced. However, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and told him not to be afraid to take Mary as his wife for what had been conceived in her was from the Holy Spirit, and that someday that baby boy would someday save mankind.

Okay, if I were Joseph I would have woken up from that dream, had a great laugh (probably would have gone and told my buddies in the Union), and kicked Mary's butt to the curb. Now this is where the good stuff starts. Instead, in verse 24 it states, "When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord commanded him and took Mary home as his wife." I want to emphasize, "When Joseph woke up." Talk about faith. I feel like every single one of us would have at least needed a few days to think this over, but no, Joseph straight up wakes up and does as he was commanded. I don't know about you, but that is a huge smack in the face to me! I can count numerous times in my life where I have felt called to do something, but I have let my fear take  a hold of me and make me doubt what I am supposed to do. Granted, Joseph did have an angel of the Lord appear to him in his dream, but still! Joseph was willing to sacrifice his pride and his reputation to marry a women that very well could have been killed for what had happened to her. Not only did Joseph have faith to do this, but he did it IMMEDIATELY upon waking up. What an act of faith.

After reading that verse I have been challenged to have faith like Joseph. What if when I felt God calling me to do something I just got up and did it? For that matter, what if we all had the faith of Joseph? I can tell you a lot of the decisions of my past would have been different. The little things that I worry about in my life are far inferior to the struggles that Joseph willingly accepted by stepping up to fulfill his calling. The road wasn't easy, but it was worth it. I hope this has been as encouraging to you all as it has been to me over the past few weeks. I know recently I have been dealing with a lot of faith issues in my life, but the constant reminder of Joseph and his story has really put things into perspective for me. Hope you all have a great rest of your week, and a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Preston Sereg

Monday, November 7, 2011

Thankful

Hey Everyone,

Sometimes life gets a little crazy. In the midst of the craziness it is easy to forget about the things that we are thankful for in life. I have always been a huge fan of November because of Thanksgiving. It is the time of year that we are forced to think about the things in life that bring us joy and happiness. Don't get me wrong, I love the whole eat until you literally vow to never eat again, but I am also one of those saps that loves to remember what life is all about. So, in my post today, I decided to create a list of things I am happy for. The items listed are in no particular order, and it wouldn't be a blog written by me if there wasn't a little bit of ridiculousness. Hopefully this inspires you to sit down and think about the blessings in your life that bring you joy as well. Hope you all enjoy!

1) My Family- There is no way I could possibly explain how important my family is to me. Every member of my family holds a special place in my heart, and I would do anything I could to help them out. I am so blessed to have a family that will stand behind me in every decision I make in life.

2) My Jobs- Yeah, I work a crap ton, but I absolutely love my jobs. There are a lot of people out there that don't have a job, and I feel completely blessed to be able to support myself.

3) Taylor Swift/ Nikki Minaj- No comments necessary.

4) My Education- I have been extremely blessed to have been able to get a top notch education. I owe where I am at to a lot of good help from wonderful teachers along the way.

5) Oskaloosa, IA- The only town where being a hipster and a Beiber fan is banned. Praise the Lord!

6) My Faith- I suck at it, but I am growing every day. God is constantly challenging me to step outside my comfort zone, and to rely on him.

7) Prairie Lakes Church- One of the few churches I have ever been to that is not afraid to step on toes. They practice what they preach, and there are no hidden agendas. I love going to church on Sundays knowing I am going to be challenged, and not simply told what I want to hear.

8) My Friends- Oh boy.....where do I begin. These are the people that put up with me day in and day out. They are there for me through thick and thin. I truly have the best friends in the world. I tend to be a bit of a turd, and they continue to spend time with me anyways.

9) My Parents- They get their own section outside of family. My parents are the best parents in the world. If you don't agree.....I'll fight you. I have never seen two people work harder for the happiness and overall well-being of their family. They push me to be the best that I can be, and they never accept anything but my best. They made me work hard at everything I did, and didn't let me cut corners in life. I owe them the world, and only hope that they know how much I love them.

10) The USA- We have our problems, but what country doesn't. The freedoms and opportunities that I have been given by living here are more than I could ever ask for. Go Amurrica!

The list could go on forever, but I figured I would stop at 10. Hope you all are having a great week!

Preston Sereg

Monday, October 24, 2011

Whirlwind

Hey Everyone,

Sorry it has been so long since I last posted! Life has been absolutely crazy over these past few weeks. I find myself being confused about what day it is because I literally have no idea. I am in my senior year of college, and I have never been busier in my life. On an average week I work at least 35 hours, go to class, do church stuff, and somehow manage to maintain some sort of social life. My Mom and Dad tell me, "welcome to the real world," and they are exactly right. It can be hard to go, go, go all the time, but for the most part I love what I am doing. It has been a challenge for me to manage my time, and be intentional about things that are important to me in my life. I straight up suck at time management, but I have been forced to get better. It also doesn't hurt that my room-mates are extremely busy with life as well, and I don't have as may opportunities to procrastinated. Don't worry, I still slack off a majority of the time ;)

Due to my lack of posting lately, I figured it might be kind of nice to fill everyone in on what is going on in my life. Get ready for the typical long, boring post of mine. Bear with me.

As most of you know I took the MCAT on September 1st. The test was four hours long, and I never ever ever ever want to take it again. It was one of the hardest things I have ever imagined doing. Even worse than that, I had to wait an entire month to get, quite possibly, the biggest test results of my life back. Bad News: my score was NOT what I was hoping for, and lower than what I would have been happy with. Good News: I can still get into all of the schools I applied to. I was crushed when I got my results back, but it has turned into a positive. I have been forced to have faith that if this is truly the path God has called me to follow that he will take care of it. While it may not be this year, or even next year, the obstacles I am encountering are all part of God's plan in molding me into the man he wants me to be. I have struggled to accept that my God is bigger than a test score, but he continues to open up doors, and amaze me with his faithfulness. I am also extremely blessed to have the greatest family and friends in the world. There is no way I could have made it this far without their prayers and encouragement.

On a lighter note, I got a new job! I was recently hired at Covenant Hospital in Waterloo. I word in the Emergency Room (or Emergency Department as they call it) as a Scribe. The position of a scribe is a fairly new position, and Covenant is one of only a few hospitals to have scribes working. Essentially I follow around  a physician into an exam and do all of the medical documenting for them. I document the exam, procedures, and enter diagnoses/discharge instructions. Along with documenting I help the physicians keep up with lab and test results as to help them be more efficient in seeing patients. If you are a science nerd, you would love this job! I get to nerd out every day at work, and it is completely normal :). It takes a special group of people to be excited about draining an abcess, or shocking a patient out of V-Tach. It has been awesome to get to know some of the doctors in the area, and build relationships with them. The best part about this new job is I was able to leave my job at NABL, or the lube shop as most of my friends know it by.

Probably the coolest part of the school year this far was actually going back home to the wonderful town of Oskaloosa for homecoming. I have not been home for homecoming since I started college. I was asked to come back for an award I shared with one of my best friends (Steven Staggs). We were co-winners of the Benz Award our Senior Year of football. Come to find out this is one of the oldest running trophies in the state of Iowa. This year the Oskaloosa Boosters Club tried to bring back all the past award winners of the trophy for the parade and homecoming game. It was fun to reunite with some of the past players that I used to idolize as a child, and even meet some of the old timers that played a huge part in developing the football program in Osky. Just a fun fact: The majority of the winners were offensive linemen :) Yeah, we are kind of a big deal haha. The best part of the whole thing was seeing some friends from high school that I have not seen in years! It was nice to catch up with them, and see where life is taking them. All of them are extremely successful, and I am not surprised in the least.

Well that concludes my book for today's post :) I hope you all are doing well, and that this year has been a good one for you. Thanks for taking the time to read my post, and please start your own blog! It's surprisingly fun.

Preston Sereg

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Grace

Hey Everyone,

Most of you that read this probably attend Prairie Lakes Church, so you will know what I am talking about. Those of you that don't should definitely check it out! This morning was an incredible service. I am always challenged by services at PLC, but this morning really hit me upside the head. In summary, this morning's service was about grace. Now I don't know about you, but grace is one of those terms that I absolutely suck at comprehending. I, as most of you know, am all about rules. I like to follow step by step instructions, knowing that in the end when I meet all the guidelines I will receive what I was working for. That, unfortunately, is completely missing the point.

Walking with Christ is not about desperately trying to gain his approval, nor is it about trying to earn your salvation. The fact of the matter is, we can't. Yeah, it's a hard pill for me to swallow as well. Everything in life on Earth revolves around success, doing the right thing to win approval. It is human nature to apply these same ideas to Christianity. It is so easy to get stuck in a rhythm and completely forget what truly saves us.

This morning I was woken up by one of the stories Pastor John read. It was the story of the prodigal son found in Luke 15. The funny thing was, I didn't relate to the prodigal son. I related to the prodigal son's brother. It was part of the story I had never really focused on. I've heard that parable numerous times, but I've never really paid much attention to the other brother's part in the story. The story is essentially about two brothers. One brother takes his inheritance from his father and goes and blows it on a bunch of garbage. He soon realizes that he is the stupidest cat alive, and mopes back to his father who gladly takes him in. The other  brother is slaving away in the fields when he hears music coming from his home, and finds out that his dad is throwing a party for his brother. He is pissed. His father comes to comfort him, and he goes off on him. He feels cheated because he never left his father, and has done everything right, but his father never rewarded him. At the end of the story the father says to the son that he is always with him, and that everything he has is his.

I often find myself in the shoes of the other brother, questioning the fairness of life, wondering why I'm not being rewarded for being a faithful steward. Many of you may find yourself in similar situations. The fact of the matter is, it's so easy to lose sight of what really qualifies us to be saved in the first place. This morning Pastor John hit it right on the head. If life were fair, if we were rewarded fairly for what we do in life, we would all be headed to hell. The fact of the matter is we are all sinners, we have all fallen short of the glory of God. Not a single one of us can ever earn our way into heaven. Only one man ever could, and that man died on a cross to  forgive me of sins that only his blood could wipe clean. The beauty of God's grace is far more wonderful than anything I could ever imagine.

This morning really challenged me to step back and take a look at my life. I was forced to take the dreaded step of self analysis. Am I simply going through the motions of what I think it looks like to be a good Christian in order to get to heaven, or is it knowing that because I have been saved by the grace of God that I am inspired to live a life completely devoted to his will? Accepting God's grace has always been a tough one for me, and it is very possible that it always will be. However, I know that I am taking steps in the right direction.

Thank you all for taking the time to read my blog. I know I am not the most talented writer, but I hope you all enjoy at least a little bit of it. Hope you all have a great week!

Preston Sereg

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Blessed

Hey Everyone,

So over the past week I have been under a slightly significant amount of stress, and my mind has been all over the place. A couple of times this week I thought about asking the kids that live across the street to stone me (studying organic chemistry and physics all week will do that to you). Last night I was laying in bed because I couldn't sleep,and I was started going through my text messages and Facebook messages over the past week. That's when it hit me. I am seriously the luckiest kid in the world. I have been blessed with thee best friends and family in the entire world. I will literally argue with anyone that disagrees. When I get extremely stressed I have a tendency to shut myself off from the rest of the world (so if I was a complete turd to any of you this week I apologize). Last night really smacked me in the face. This entire week people have been praying for me, and wishing me luck on my test, but I was so focused on how little time I had left to prepare that I completely missed out on how incredible it all actually was. I was so angry at myself for not taking time to appreciate the support of the people I care most about. I find it funny how I (and most likely we) tend to let   the little joys in life slip away un-noticed. Life is full of treasures that we fail to see.

I don't own anything that I consider to be valuable (other than my grandpa truck, I know you're all jealous), and that is fine because I feel that what I have is the most valuable thing any person could ever possess. I have great friends, and an amazing family. To me, that is all I will ever need. My dad has always told me that a person is lucky if they find one TRUE friend within their lifetime, and as I get older the more truth I find in that statement. However, I truly feel that I have to be the luckiest guy in the world. I have lots of friends that I know would do anything they could to help me out if I really needed it. It is an extremely humbling feeling to know that there are people out there that care for you as much as you care for them. As I look back on my life I have come to realize that without the friendships I've had I never would be in the place I am today. God has placed soooo many wonderful people in my life to help mold me into the man he wants me to be. I can count numerous times that I've messed up and just done some stupid stuff that there has been a friend or family member there waiting to let me know that I'm not alone (and I stinkin mess up all the time). It is so easy to take friendships fore granted, and truly miss out on the beauty of them.

I wish there was a way to fully express to all my friends and family how much they truly mean to me. I am not very good with words, and I know I don't show my appreciation enough. I am extremely grateful for the role all of my friends and family have played in my life throughout the years. I will never be able to express to you all how much you all mean to me, and I owe you all a huge debt of gratitude.

Okay this grizzly bear has been far to touchy feely for one night, and now I am going to go do some manly things like burn down Pella, or plot Justin Beiber's assassination. AKA sleep :)

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Summer Re-Cap

Hey Everyone,

Considering I got a late start on this whole blog thing, I figured it would be kinda fun to post a blog about my summer. This summer has been, well it's been interesting. It is scary to think that this is one of the last summers I will ever get! I can't believe how fast time continues to fly by. As most of you know my stories are never short, so enjoy the book below :)

One of the coolest things I was fortunate enough to do this summer was to be a leader for theROCK tour. theROCK tour is a trip that the middle school youth group at my church in Cedar Falls takes each year. As a small group leader for a group of 7th grade guys, I was asked to go along. I have never been on a trip like this, and I was really nervous going into the trip (me be nervous? never!) We left super early one morning, and made the 6 hour drive to Kansas City. I am one of those freaks that really enjoys bus rides, and I definitely had a great time one the bus ride. I got to know so many of the kids that I had never had the opportunity to talk to on Wednesday nights. When we got to KC we spend the day at Worlds of Fun. Being the avid roller coaster rider that I am this was quite the experience ;) I was teased all day by the kids who thought I was being a baby, but I stood strong and rode 0 roller coasters. I did ride the water ride about 4 times....yeah, it was pretty intense. All of my campers made it out of the camp safe and sound (probably because they had the best leader ever, but I'll continue to be modest). That night I got into a pretty intense game of UNO, and I dominated. After my win I took my victory lap around the hotel.....it was similar to an Olympic gold medal winners victory lap. I was, for some odd reason, labeled a cheater and was forced to make a deal. The girls promised to admit that I won if I let them paint my nails (see pictures on Facebook). WORST IDEA EVER. I  found out quickly that nail polish is a pain in the rear to get off. The next day we went to Oceans of Fun, which is a huge waterpark. It was a blast. We were there for the entire day. I am known for my dolphin-like swimming abilities, and I gained a little bit of respect back from the kids that day. The final day of our trip we spend the morning cleaning up Lake Olathe, and then continued the long drive back. We stopped in Ames for pizza and games at a local community center. My competitive side got the best of me, and in the process of dominating the games I may have scared and or injured a few of the kids :/ ooops. The trip ended up being a great experience. I absolutely fell in love with the kids, and found myself dreading returning home. I will never forget that trip.

Two of my best friends (Brent Ford and Steven Staggs) came up and spent the weekend at my house. For those of you that have never seen us all together, consider yourselves lucky. Brent and Steven are two of the greatest guys I've ever met, but they are crazy. If you have ever seen Wild Hogs (quit laughing, it's a great movie!) we are similar to that group of guys. Steven is the fearless, spontaneous, out for a good time "Woody", Brent is the reserved, funny, "Bobby", and I fall somewhere in the middle of "Doug" and "Dudley". We had the great idea of going to Lost Island Waterpark. One of the best days of my life. From terrorizing the wave pool, clearing land speed records on the steep water slide, to quite possibly breaking one of the rides we had a blast. I grew up with Steven and Brent, and we spent A LOT of time together over the years. We all go to different colleges now, and don't get to see that much of each other. I consider these guys to be two of my best friends, and I know that whatever happens they will always be there for me. This weekend was great to just spend time with them like old times.

The final fun part of my summer was seeing two of my great friends, Molly Troendle and Seth Webb, get engaged. I have been very fortunate two have know these two love birds since the summer of my Freshman year. I had no idea the night I met them that they would end up being a huge part of my life. I am so excited to see where their lives take them, and to watch as they start their lives together. Seth was even crazy enough to make me his best man. Oh the problems I could cause ;)

Well those three events sum up the fun part of my summer (minus the trip to Colorado I am about to take this week with my room-mate, and the return home of a close friend). The rest of my summer was spend shadowing doctors, working (as always), and studying for the MCAT on Sept 1 (scary). I have grown so much this summer, and the lessons I have learned are more valuable than any trip I could have taken. I was forced to grow up a lot, and for that I count this as a great summer. I am extremely ready for school to start, and to begin my final year at UNI. I hope you all had as great of a summer as I did (hopefully a little more eventful). Thank you for reading the book above, but I hope you got a few laughs out of it, or at least a smile :)

Preston Sereg

Thursday, July 28, 2011

My Calling

Hey Everyone,

I have always been one of those crazy people that has to have every aspect of my life planned out in full. I like to know what I'm doing, and where I am going. Many of my friends tease me, and I've even been told the number one word that describes me is, "prepared." In my opinion being prepared is a good thing. I never have to worry about problems that come up in every day life such as; flat tires, speeding tickets, forgetting money, losing homework, etc. because I am always prepared (and freakishly early to everything). However, being a planner has a huge negative. When things aren't going according to plan, or there is uncertainty in the future, it scares the crap out of me.
One of the biggest concerns of mine for that past few years has been what my calling in life is. For those of you that don't know me very well, my faith is a big aspect of my life, and following God's plan for my future has always been a huge priority for me. I have prayed, literally, for years that God would give me some sort of sign as to what I am supposed to do. You see, I am this black and white kinda guy. I don't like to read between the lines, or look abstractly at things. I like everything laid out, and simple. Faith, in general, is not black and white, and learning to be okay with the unknown has been one of my biggest struggles as a Christian. There were times I would literally get angry with God because he had not shown me my calling under my terms. (I really hope you are all chuckling at this so far because I know how ridiculous this sounds, but it's unfortunately true) Okay, I will stop with the background, and get to the point. This past week I was finally, after years, given that sign.
Over the past few days I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to follow Dr. Tim Breon, a general surgeon from my home town. For those of you that don't know him, he is one of the most incredible Christian's I have ever met, and a fantastic doctor. I'll cut out my favorite details about all the blood, and wicked cool organs I got to see while observing surgeries because I am a nerd, and could write for days about that experience. On the last day of my shadowing we were returning home from Pella (my least favorite town in the world, grrrrrr), and Dr. Breon was sharing his testimony with me. I was amazed at how faithful he had been in his med school application process, and even his time in medical school. I was really touched by everything he had to say. When we got back to the hospital he stopped his car in the parking lot, and we talked for probably a half hour, just sitting there. Here comes the cool part. Dr. Breon looked me in the eye, and listed off every single fear that I had about applying to medical school, not a single fear more or less than the ones I've been having lately. Like I said earlier, I have A LOT of worries about my future because I have so much I want to accomplish, and he literally listed every single fear like God had just pulled them from my brain and placed them in his words. He continued to tell me that none of those mattered, and that God would take care of them as long as I was faithful in trusting him. The next words he said hit me the hardest, he said that as long as I was following God and carrying out his plan for my life that nothing else mattered.

Okay, so that may seem pretty weak sauce to some of you, but holy smokes it smacked me right upside the head. This whole time I had been doubting God's ability to use me in his greater plan. For a long time I've known that I'm called to be a doctor, but my doubt and distrust had mangled that message in my head. This was one of the greatest and most eye opening experiences of my life. Immediately following this conversation, I was filled with a new sense of confidence and passion about getting into med school. This experience was one of the most amazing experiences of my life, and I found it fitting for my first blog post. For those of you struggling with similar things, I encourage you to get rid of your doubt. It only holds you back from accomplishing God's will in your life.

Preston