I've been on 8 interviews (starting in September; my most recent one was on Tuesday). I have one more planned for February. But I'm getting really sick of waiting for these 8 schools. There was one week where whenever I checked my email and there was nothing, I felt like someone had just stabbed me in the gut and I was going to die an exquisitely slow death.
I know I should be grateful that I had the opportunity to interview at 8 schools, but I can't help but be paranoid. I won't be able to breathe a sigh of relief until that first acceptance comes.
But, sometimes, I realize how insignificant this process is in the context of the world. Every day, people in this world starve to death, painfully waste away from lack of access to medication, or children who become orphans because their parents were killed in some arbitrary conflict. I think of the mothers working two jobs to make ends meet, and I know that if I don't get into med school, life will go on. I will move on and make a difference in the world some other way.