At the end of the cycle, I had 4 acceptances (2 MD, 2 DO), but my first and last acceptances were the most memorable. My interviews were concentrated in January and February, with five interviews in January. Three of them were in the same week and all over the place (WV, DC, and WA). I’d gotten WLed at my first school. January 21st, I remember sitting at home, tuckered out from all the travel but having to prepare for my fourth interview, when an email notification arrived on my phone, the title in all caps: “FROM _____ UNIVERSITY COLLEGE OF MEDICINE- RE: YOUR COMMITTEE DECISION.” And I just stopped what I was doing and sat down, my nerves running wild. To add to the suspense, the decision wasn’t mentioned in the email; it was in the letter attached to the email (small detail, but in that moment, you can’t put up with even one extra second of suspense). Opened it, and as soon as I saw the word “Congratulations!” I couldn’t help but break out into a huge grin. I read the letter-my very first acceptance!-and then called up my dad at work. Apparently he was even more excited about it than I was; he later came home and told me he couldn’t eat lunch because he was too excited to even eat lol. We got Taco Bell and celebrated. I told my mom about it over Facetime, who was happy about it too.
The fourth acceptance was to my top choice, off the WL. I was feeling pretty stressed because my top choice is in my home state and the only open acceptance I had at the time was in DC. Which meant that if I didn’t get into my top choice, I would have to pick up everything and move to the other side of the country, away from my support system and friends, all within two months. I had been on my top choice’s WL for 2 months, but as April 30th approached, I was getting more and more nervous. I followed the school’s thread religiously and over those two months, was spiraling into doubt (and a little despair, tbh). I didn’t want to move, but with every passing day, that would eventually become reality. April 15th, I was pretty much a mess, hoping for some movement since it was an AAMC traffic day. I was trying to get my mind off waiting and decided to turn on my dinosaur Wii and start playing. 10 minutes into Just Dance, I get a call and I’m like ??? (I rarely get phone calls). Picked up the phone, and it was one of the committee members telling me I got accepted. I did my best to not sound ecstatic over the phone. As soon as the call ended, I almost screamed my head off and called my dad and while jumping around, told him the good news. Promptly celebrated with Wendy’s afterwards. My mom was still overseas, so again, FaceTimed her. The poor woman burst into tears and cried for a good while (I think she was looking forward to the news the most out of the three of us). We still tease her about it.
Me and my family’s antics aside, serious talk for a moment: I don’t know how to describe that feeling when you get accepted. The best way to describe it...it’s like you climbed a mountain and you’re finally at the top. All the years, sleepless nights, tears, stress...in that moment, all of the pain you endured is worth it for that feeling. Funnily enough, I thought the months of WL agony would melt away that day, but it took me a few weeks to process the fact that I was no longer waiting. I was actually in.
To everyone out there...please don’t give up. Please hang in there. There are plenty of times you’ll want to quit, but the first A (and/or the A to your dream school) makes up for the struggle in spades. Keep going and fighting. You’ll make it.
EDIT: Forgot to mention something about that last acceptance. I was talking to my mom 20 minutes prior to getting the phone call and she mentioned that I’d get the call by 5 pm the same day. And it happened. Insane.