Summer of 2008- Oh, man this was a roller coaster. So my gpa has just eclipsed 3.0. I'm feeling great about myself, because the health career advisor is telling me all the good things I want to hear about how strong of a candidate I am because of all the trials I get to talk about in my personal statement, the huge number of work experience I have, all the volunteer hours, (I'm an eagle scout, a high school basketball coach and Future Dentist Club President on the side during this time). Oh did I mention I had 3 jobs on campus? Those were paid jobs these were volunteer. So I have zero free time. Life is getting my application for dental school all nice and shiny. So I'm going through the application process. Things are almost ready to go in July, just waiting on my DAT which I started studying for the day school got out in mid-June and I'm looking to take it at the end of July. You know so you get your stuff in early in the cycle. However, my wife is due with another daughter in mid-July and I figure a couple weeks after that I should have my head back on straight to take the test. Well, July 14th comes and I will never forget that day. My mother tells my father she is leaving him for his best friend who my younger brother is married to his daughter and living at their place. "Holy crap what? DId I just read that right? Can you run that by me again?" Okay so in short, mother left father and now my brother is married to his sister, technically. Yeah Jerry Springer would eat this up and maek an episode out of what just erupted in my life. Oh yeah, My wife goes into labor that same night. Not that stress induces labor but we were too busy to pay attention to oh, the most important thing going on in my life. So now my immediate family is falling apart and my wife has a terrible labor that lasts for something like 40 hours, either way July 15th late that evening my daughter is born. Well my daughter came out but she wasn't "normal" she has a deformed leg and all sorts of infections and problems with her blood from the extra, long labor. Holy cow, just get done with finally having our daughter taken from us the moment we see her to the doctors reporting to us while we still can't see her in the NICU unit and they are preparing us for the worse , "...if she does make it she will never walk and other terrible things." Yeah, fun 48 hours we are having. I think everything I just studied for the previous couple of weeks for the DAT has left my mind completely. Well my daughter gets out of NICU, she gets some not so fun body braces for the first part of her life, but she is healthy and as normal as can be after her crazy ordeal. My family on the other hand....yeah.....not the same and not healthy nor happy. Well the rest of the summer was me dealing with family issues on all levels and pushing my DAT back to the last day of summer before the fall began in September. I just prayed to God that if this is what I should do please help me pull this one off.