Just got my first acceptance. Still sitting here in shock. It hasn't sunk in yet...Can't believe I'm going to be an M.D. However, I know for sure this will be the best Christmas present ever!
Just got my first acceptance. Still sitting here in shock. It hasn't sunk in yet...Can't believe I'm going to be an M.D. However, I know for sure this will be the best Christmas present ever!
I was finishing up some confocal microscopy imaging on an experiment in my lab and was getting tired of the monotony involved in imaging 30 specimen that all look the same so I decided to check my email. All that showed on the title of the email was "Congratulations from..." so I didn't know which school the email was from or if it was even from a medical school. My heart just about started jumping out of my body as I stared at the title for a good 2 minutes deciding if I wanted to read it. When I opened it, I found I'd been accepted to Colorado (a school that was on the top of my list of favorites). I had to read the email 3 times through just to make sure that they hadn't accidentally sent me an acceptance letter. At that point it started to sink in that I was going to be a freaking DOCTOR! The first one in my family to make it to college and then to medical school to boot. I couldn't move or speak. I called my dad and when he answered all I could say was "I got in" which he apparently didn't hear so i had to repeat it 3 times. I can only explain the feeling by saying that it felt like the sun had exploded in my chest. Utterly speechless!
Hey! Congrats. I am sure everyone is proud.
So I was sitting down waiting for a meeting that was 30 minutes late. I decided to check my email and there it was. iave9963 CONGRATULATIONS. I immediately closed my phone and went into my meeting. After my meeting, I caught the 2 hour bus ride back home. Looked in the kitchen cabinets, only thing to eat was a pack of Ramen noodles, so i cooked that, checked my bank account and it was still $0.00, went into my room and laid on my bed (mattress on the floor), then it hit me. I MADE IT!!!!! THROUGH ALL THE OBSTACLES, HARD TIMES, LONG NIGHTS, ANAL PROFESSORS, and ENVIRONMENTAL PRESSURES I MADE IT. FIRST GUY EVER IN MY FAMILY TO MAKE IT TO COLLEGE NOW MEDICAL SCHOOL. I started laughing non stop, repeating YES YES YES. Went to sleep from sheer exhaustion. Woke up the next morning and caught the 2 hour bus back to work, the cycle continued..... EXCEPT I'M GOING TO MEDICAL SCHOOL BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😀
Found out in december. I checked email before work, saw the email and thought finally. Then did a spazz dance.
Started counting down to my 2weeks.
Iave9963 that's great, yet depressing :/
I have been reading this thread way before I became a member, and have shed tears of joy for many people on this forum! I remember reading it when I should have been studying for the MCAT, and then freaking out about wasting my time.
Well it has finally paid off! 🙂
It all started yesterday when I got an e-mail from Certiphi background check saying I was either waitlisted or accepted to a school! I went crazy all day trying to figure out what my odds are of getting accepted simply based on the e-mail. Then today someone on forum posted that they got a call this morning after receiving the e-mail yesterday, and just when my mind was starting to freak out thinking I was NEVER going to get a call..i got the call.
Thanks to my great SPRINT network, my call failed 3 times. The first time in the middle of how my interview went. The second time right before she said.." The admissions committe have decided.." DROPPED CALL. 😡 And then the 3rd time after the VP and I were happily talking on the phone about who I was going to call now! It was amazing! She was soo happy for me! I didnt know what to do at this time I was outside in the drizzling rain trying to get reception in my PJs. The first thing I did was call my boyfriend and mom, but only my boyfriend answered and he was soo happy for me! Then I called my grandma in South America who cried on the phone, yet was so excited that I was going to be a doctor! And then I decided to drive to my moms job to tell her personally. She works at a metal factory and I was hoping she was on lunch break. Well nobody could find her! I was freaking out and I texted her if she could come outside the factory. Of course she was scared now and as she walked towards me I was standing there with a smirk on my face nodding my head.. I GOT IN! She was so happy for me she started to cry and then I cried in her arms like a little girl!!! Then one of her co-workers said" Sorry to interrupt this moment, but they are calling you to go back to work".. I HATE THE PLACE MY MOM WORKS AT and now I know I can finally change things for us and help her have a better future!
Im so excited! I cried all the way home and then hugged my cat who seemed uninterested, but still didnt ran away! BEST DAY EVER SO FAR! Now Im just bragging about it on Facebook and through text messages, and calling my family members!!!
😍
I got the phone call while I was driving to school. I got out of my car at a stoplight and did the Bernie 👍
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I got the phone call while I was driving to school. I got out of my car at a stoplight and did the Bernie 👍
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Awesome! Congratulations!!!
I heard about mine through e-mail, I first called by SO and then my family members. They were all very excited but I currently live across the country so no big celebration with them... I think that I did have a Delirium Nocturnum and ordered some Thai. One of the best parts of it was that I had already scheduled a flight for a different interview, I canceled the interview and switched fligth destinations. I visited my SO in California instead (go Southwest !) I think that for the whole week I was super excited (smiling for no reason) and also felt like it was a lot of responsibility... I am getting more used to the feeling now... but that first night I was too anxious to sleep... I feel that I am so lucky to get to live my dream while others don't have as many options so I better continue to work hard and be kind to others.
I MADE IT!!!!! THROUGH ALL THE OBSTACLES, HARD TIMES, LONG NIGHTS, ANAL PROFESSORS, and ENVIRONMENTAL PRESSURES I MADE IT. FIRST GUY EVER IN MY FAMILY TO MAKE IT TO COLLEGE NOW MEDICAL SCHOOL. I started laughing non stop, repeating YES YES YES. Went to sleep from sheer exhaustion. Woke up the next morning and caught the 2 hour bus back to work, the cycle continued..... EXCEPT I'M GOING TO MEDICAL SCHOOL BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you and congratulations to you as well! 😀
I also feel extremely grateful to have this opportunity that many would die for. And at the same time- I'm a little worried about not being good enough.I'm sure I'll get used to it as time goes by though! 👍 We are going to be doctors and thats all that matters! 😛
Ps. I think that is so awesome that you changed your destination from X interview city to CA to see your SO! 😀😍
My first acceptance was from one of my safety schools. Nevertheless, I fell to my knees and humbled myself before the universe in thanks.
When I got into one of the schools I was really excited about I was in the library at my school. My gf called and told me I had a letter from this school. I'm all like "open it! open it!" When she read the good part I jumped up on a table and did one of those Micheal Jordan type jumps while yelling really loud. My former anatomy T.A. that I had been talking to thought I was nuts. A few minutes later, a security guard came up to me asking me if I had heard some kind of commotion. I explained to him what had gone down, and he was relieved. Then, a woman comes out of the rest room. It turns out that she had been hiding in a stall, waiting for the cop. Both of us were pretty embarassed.
4 years and three cycles.....
People ask you, "what are you going to do if you don't get in?" And maybe after the first cycle you are pretty comfortable saying, "I'll apply again"
After the second or third cycle, though, you start to feel even more crazy. After all, everyone else you know is "getting on with their lives".
At some point though I had made up my mind that I'm just going to keep after this without allowing years of rejection affect my resolve. You have to shut down that area of your mind that nags at you that "you've had too many mistakes to be able to recover, you're helpless in this process, whatever you do will not be enough to fix what has been done".
There were times in the middle of the first, second or third cycles where I would allow myself to think about how it would feel to get the acceptance letter and have all that work validated. I would only allow myself to have these feelings for just a minute or so...just to remind me of what was still ahead. But only for a minute because shortly after the overwhelming feelings and the happy tears would start; the doubts would creep in.
If you want the application cycle to be less stressful, in one way....do it three or more times. Each time a letter would come there was no emotion, no- "is it thick or thin?", nothing. Just open, Reject, toss it, next letter, next step.
I was at work at the in-pt pharmacy on second shift so I missed the call. After work at about 11pm, I started to drive home and checked my voice-mail.
"this is <blank> from <school>. I am just calling because I have something I want to discuss with you. Please call me back at ..."
I started to cry as I was driving home. I shut that down quickly though because I had been close before. Great MCAT...nothing. Great MCAT + Good GPA + interviews....nothing. Because of my experiences in the application process and discipline, I denied myself celebration; I knew exactly what I wanted and I kept my head down and kept working. No celebration for completing the MCAT, no celebration for a great MCAT score, no celebration for an interview....and no celebration for this phone call. I needed to hear THE WORDS.
I called her back the next day around 9am. She told me they wanted to offer me a place in the class entering fall 2013.
I thanked her and went downstairs to tell my mother. Tears and hugging. She said, "you did it. you stuck with it and you made it happen." I saw my dad later that night at a free clinic we volunteer at. He said he was proud of me.
I made a cd to play in the car for the next month or so. Great songs for the moment (for me anyway):
Dreams - Van Halen
All the Above - Maino ft. T Pain
Square One - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Free Fallin - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
and THE BEST (for the intro, live performance....I gotta link it) --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QpG09PenZt8
(more complete account of my story in my sig)
I'm willing to use my experiences to help others, applications, MCAT, statements. PM me if you wish.
Best of luck to everyone out there. If I can make this happen, I feel like almost anyone can. If you really want it, don't give up!!
4 years and three cycles.....
People ask you, "what are you going to do if you don't get in?" And maybe after the first cycle you are pretty comfortable saying, "I'll apply again"
After the second or third cycle, though, you start to feel even more crazy. After all, everyone else you know is "getting on with their lives".
At some point though I had made up my mind that I'm just going to keep after this without allowing years of rejection affect my resolve. You have to shut down that area of your mind that nags at you that "you've had too many mistakes to be able to recover, you're helpless in this process, whatever you do will not be enough to fix what has been done".
There were times in the middle of the first, second or third cycles where I would allow myself to think about how it would feel to get the acceptance letter and have all that work validated. I would only allow myself to have these feelings for just a minute or so...just to remind me of what was still ahead. But only for a minute because shortly after the overwhelming feelings and the happy tears would start; the doubts would creep in.
If you want the application cycle to be less stressful, in one way....do it three or more times. Each time a letter would come there was no emotion, no- "is it thick or thin?", nothing. Just open, Reject, toss it, next letter, next step.
I was at work at the in-pt pharmacy on second shift so I missed the call. After work at about 11pm, I started to drive home and checked my voice-mail.
"this is <blank> from <school>. I am just calling because I have something I want to discuss with you. Please call me back at ..."
I started to cry as I was driving home. I shut that down quickly though because I had been close before. Great MCAT...nothing. Great MCAT + Good GPA + interviews....nothing. Because of my experiences in the application process and discipline, I denied myself celebration; I knew exactly what I wanted and I kept my head down and kept working. No celebration for completing the MCAT, no celebration for a great MCAT score, no celebration for an interview....and no celebration for this phone call. I needed to hear THE WORDS.
I called her back the next day around 9am. She told me they wanted to offer me a place in the class entering fall 2013.
I thanked her and went downstairs to tell my mother. Tears and hugging. She said, "you did it. you stuck with it and you made it happen." I saw my dad later that night at a free clinic we volunteer at. He said he was proud of me.
I made a cd to play in the car for the next month or so. Great songs for the moment (for me anyway):
Dreams - Van Halen
All the Above - Maino ft. T Pain
Square One - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Free Fallin - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
and THE BEST (for the intro, live performance....I gotta link it) --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QpG09PenZt8
(more complete account of my story in my sig)
I'm willing to use my experiences to help others, applications, MCAT, statements. PM me if you wish.
Best of luck to everyone out there. If I can make this happen, I feel like almost anyone can. If you really want it, don't give up!!
4 years and three cycles.....
People ask you, "what are you going to do if you don't get in?" And maybe after the first cycle you are pretty comfortable saying, "I'll apply again"
After the second or third cycle, though, you start to feel even more crazy. After all, everyone else you know is "getting on with their lives".
At some point though I had made up my mind that I'm just going to keep after this without allowing years of rejection affect my resolve. You have to shut down that area of your mind that nags at you that "you've had too many mistakes to be able to recover, you're helpless in this process, whatever you do will not be enough to fix what has been done".
There were times in the middle of the first, second or third cycles where I would allow myself to think about how it would feel to get the acceptance letter and have all that work validated. I would only allow myself to have these feelings for just a minute or so...just to remind me of what was still ahead. But only for a minute because shortly after the overwhelming feelings and the happy tears would start; the doubts would creep in.
If you want the application cycle to be less stressful, in one way....do it three or more times. Each time a letter would come there was no emotion, no- "is it thick or thin?", nothing. Just open, Reject, toss it, next letter, next step.
I was at work at the in-pt pharmacy on second shift so I missed the call. After work at about 11pm, I started to drive home and checked my voice-mail.
"this is <blank> from <school>. I am just calling because I have something I want to discuss with you. Please call me back at ..."
I started to cry as I was driving home. I shut that down quickly though because I had been close before. Great MCAT...nothing. Great MCAT + Good GPA + interviews....nothing. Because of my experiences in the application process and discipline, I denied myself celebration; I knew exactly what I wanted and I kept my head down and kept working. No celebration for completing the MCAT, no celebration for a great MCAT score, no celebration for an interview....and no celebration for this phone call. I needed to hear THE WORDS.
I called her back the next day around 9am. She told me they wanted to offer me a place in the class entering fall 2013.
I thanked her and went downstairs to tell my mother. Tears and hugging. She said, "you did it. you stuck with it and you made it happen." I saw my dad later that night at a free clinic we volunteer at. He said he was proud of me.
I made a cd to play in the car for the next month or so. Great songs for the moment (for me anyway):
Dreams - Van Halen
All the Above - Maino ft. T Pain
Square One - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Free Fallin - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
and THE BEST (for the intro, live performance....I gotta link it) --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QpG09PenZt8
(more complete account of my story in my sig)
I'm willing to use my experiences to help others, applications, MCAT, statements. PM me if you wish.
Best of luck to everyone out there. If I can make this happen, I feel like almost anyone can. If you really want it, don't give up!!
4 years and three cycles.....
People ask you, "what are you going to do if you don't get in?" And maybe after the first cycle you are pretty comfortable saying, "I'll apply again"
After the second or third cycle, though, you start to feel even more crazy. After all, everyone else you know is "getting on with their lives".
At some point though I had made up my mind that I'm just going to keep after this without allowing years of rejection affect my resolve. You have to shut down that area of your mind that nags at you that "you've had too many mistakes to be able to recover, you're helpless in this process, whatever you do will not be enough to fix what has been done".
There were times in the middle of the first, second or third cycles where I would allow myself to think about how it would feel to get the acceptance letter and have all that work validated. I would only allow myself to have these feelings for just a minute or so...just to remind me of what was still ahead. But only for a minute because shortly after the overwhelming feelings and the happy tears would start; the doubts would creep in.
If you want the application cycle to be less stressful, in one way....do it three or more times. Each time a letter would come there was no emotion, no- "is it thick or thin?", nothing. Just open, Reject, toss it, next letter, next step.
I was at work at the in-pt pharmacy on second shift so I missed the call. After work at about 11pm, I started to drive home and checked my voice-mail.
"this is <blank> from <school>. I am just calling because I have something I want to discuss with you. Please call me back at ..."
I started to cry as I was driving home. I shut that down quickly though because I had been close before. Great MCAT...nothing. Great MCAT + Good GPA + interviews....nothing. Because of my experiences in the application process and discipline, I denied myself celebration; I knew exactly what I wanted and I kept my head down and kept working. No celebration for completing the MCAT, no celebration for a great MCAT score, no celebration for an interview....and no celebration for this phone call. I needed to hear THE WORDS.
I called her back the next day around 9am. She told me they wanted to offer me a place in the class entering fall 2013.
I thanked her and went downstairs to tell my mother. Tears and hugging. She said, "you did it. you stuck with it and you made it happen." I saw my dad later that night at a free clinic we volunteer at. He said he was proud of me.
I made a cd to play in the car for the next month or so. Great songs for the moment (for me anyway):
Dreams - Van Halen
All the Above - Maino ft. T Pain
Square One - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Free Fallin - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
and THE BEST (for the intro, live performance....I gotta link it) --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QpG09PenZt8
(more complete account of my story in my sig)
I'm willing to use my experiences to help others, applications, MCAT, statements. PM me if you wish.
Best of luck to everyone out there. If I can make this happen, I feel like almost anyone can. If you really want it, don't give up!!
No lies, this is basically the clip that immediately played in my head:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-HQXtqIu_b8#t=1m24s
Then I felt light and awesome for the rest of the day, and went tot the gym and had an awesome workout. 😀