I love this thread and reading everyone's stories!
I feel like this whole cycle has been emotional and a long time coming. I have been RDH (hence the name) for almost 7 years. I had dreamed of being a dentist and had a desire to be an Air Force dentist since high school but my life took me down the RDH path. I love being an RDH but I always lived with the "what if" and finally decided to do something about it. Despite having a bachelor's and a lot of great experience, I was well aware that I would need to do more to be the best candidate I could be. I walked away from full time practice and back into academia. I'm lucky to have a husband who was cool with this but I mourned leaving that job and felt like I took a huge risk that maybe wouldn't pay off. December 1st... it paid off. I'll never forget that feeling.
I had a final Virology exam on December 1st that I knew I would have a pretty hard time studying for. The night of November 30th, I was studying with one of my best friends, who also applied this cycle. We grabbed dinner before studying and talked about how difficult it has been to focus but "tomorrow would be the day!" We even talked about how we would open our emails together the next day because we wanted to find out together. We were going through our study guide and I needed to look a slide for some guidance. At 10:00 p.m. MST and 12:00 EST, I opened my lap top to look at said slide and a notification for an email from one of my schools popped up with "CONGRATS" in the subject line. I opened that email and began to read it to him. We were screaming and jumping around when he got an acceptance email from another east cost school. We cried, hugged, and shared a good 20 minutes of freaking out with others studying with us. Then... got back to studying but still freaking out every 15 minutes. I got to go to bed knowing that regardless of what happened the next day, I would go to dental school. My husband and family were all sleeping, despite phone calls, I wasn't able to share that news with them until the next day.
I printed my acceptance email and put it by my husbands coffee mug he uses in the morning just incase I wasn't awake before he left. I barely slept, so I knew when he got up, I heard him go down stairs stop and say "WHAT?" I jumped out of bed and we had a good cry together because it's been a long time coming and an exhausting cycle for the both of us. I went back to school early to get some extra studying in when I received the email and subsequent phone call from my other school (the one I ultimately chose, see below... haha). I was in the tutoring center on campus I worked at for 2 years, so, everyone heard and again cue tears and jumping around. I went in, somehow did really well on that exam and spent the rest of the day celebrating with my friends and family.
I'm proof positive that its never too late to go after what you feel called to do. Don't leave "what ifs" in your life... even if it takes you years to get there. December 1st was awesome but the day I was notified in September that I was awarded the Air Force HPSP, definitely paralleled that excitement. I not only get to be a dentist but I get to do it serving alongside my husband in the Air Force in a capacity that I am passionate about. It still hasn't set in and I often have to say to myself that it is indeed happening. Congrats to everyone who gets to realize their dream this year!