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1 interview....one shot to capture a dream.
One rejection....that killed my only shot at going to med school this fall.
I am not sure what to say. Words can't console. And I have no idea where I'm headed right now. No job. Finished school already. Have no motivation left in me to apply again.
I couldn't have done better at the interview. I really felt that i had them in my corner. Perhaps they faked it all.
Anyway, it was good while it lasted. It was great knowing I still had a shot and my dream, although filled with bumps did have a silver lining. I thought that as long as I'm in the running, I can still dream. I feel like I'm awake now and all I can see is darkness. I'll move on. I just need go gather my strength, pick up the broken pieces of my heart, and learn to live on.
Good luck and God bless to all those of you that got in. I would have given my right arm to be in your shoes. Do me a favor--when you guys are practising physicians, don't ever complain about your job, or nasty patients or HMO policies. You have been given a unique gift. Use it. Cherish it. Honor it. Thank God that all your hard work paid off, because there are plenty of those who may have worked harder and couldn't get what you have. If and when you ever feel bad about yourself and your lifestyle as a physician, think of me. I know I would have gladly taken on all the nasty patients, all the beaurocratic crap that goes with insurance and HMOs, to only have another chance to capture my dream.
Thanks for reading.
1 interview....one shot to capture a dream.
One rejection....that killed my only shot at going to med school this fall.
I am not sure what to say. Words can't console. And I have no idea where I'm headed right now. No job. Finished school already. Have no motivation left in me to apply again.
I couldn't have done better at the interview. I really felt that i had them in my corner. Perhaps they faked it all.
Anyway, it was good while it lasted. It was great knowing I still had a shot and my dream, although filled with bumps did have a silver lining. I thought that as long as I'm in the running, I can still dream. I feel like I'm awake now and all I can see is darkness. I'll move on. I just need go gather my strength, pick up the broken pieces of my heart, and learn to live on.
Good luck and God bless to all those of you that got in. I would have given my right arm to be in your shoes. Do me a favor--when you guys are practising physicians, don't ever complain about your job, or nasty patients or HMO policies. You have been given a unique gift. Use it. Cherish it. Honor it. Thank God that all your hard work paid off, because there are plenty of those who may have worked harder and couldn't get what you have. If and when you ever feel bad about yourself and your lifestyle as a physician, think of me. I know I would have gladly taken on all the nasty patients, all the beaurocratic crap that goes with insurance and HMOs, to only have another chance to capture my dream.
Thanks for reading.