when you found out you got in, how did you react ?

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I got my first acceptance via phone call and after I was able to close my dropped jaw all I could really say was "oh my gosh" "thank you" etc. I hung up, ran out of the room, told my roommates, started crying, then ran out the door so I wouldn't be too late for volunteering.
 
I was at the airport heading to my next interview, checked my email, and started screaming like a crazy person. I didn't even take my flight.

I was prepared to go home.

Then, I changed my mind and went on the flight the following day. Thankfully, they let me skate by and didn't double charge me.
 
I was visiting a small town in NC for Christmas. I was in a little shop, and I got the email saying "Welcome to Weill..." and I started jumping and screaming. My mom caught on and so did my aunts. Pretty soon we were all jumping and screaming. Several of the elderly employees ran out asking if there was a rat running around.

We died laughing!! and we kept screaming as we walked around downtown. I felt like I released all of my anxiety from the med school process through those completely unlimited expressions of bliss.
 
This is by far my favorite thread on SDN. This is the best motivation for me tonight (when I have a ridiculous amount of work to do).
 
Stewie32 said:
This is by far my favorite thread on SDN. This is the best motivation for me tonight (when I have a ridiculous amount of work to do).
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Actually, I find that looking at success is discouraging. I prefer it when people around me are incompetent.

I wonder what this complex is called 🙄
 
I had just booked plane tickets all the way south for another interview when I got a call from home. My mom was hyperventilating cos I had received a big packet. She started screaming into the phone.

....after about 3 seconds of shocked silence, the first words I said were:

"Oh good now I can cancel my plane tickets."

I then proceeded to hear WTFISWRONGWITHYOUWHYARENTYOUSCREAMINGTOO?!?!?!

😉
 
I was actually at another interview when I got a call. Thought about leaving the interview, but ended up staying, so I did a little texting. Called my parents after that.
 
I was an EDP applicant and they had promised us by September 30 we would know. By September 28, I was about to stroke out from stress. I was sitting at my desk at work and got the Gmail - Inbox (1) notice.

It was from MedAdmissions and I opened it without thinking and read it. Then I read it again. Then again. Then I said to the girl in the cube next to mine "Um, Cindy? I think I just got into medical school....." and I made HER read it to make sure I understood correctly.

I was just in shock. SHE ran around screaming. Then everyone in our office started running around screaming. The doctors that I work for were all paged - one was paged in the OR.... it was nuts.

I called my husband at work to tell him and I just heard silence. I said "Hello?" Then I heard "REALLY?!!? SERIOUSLY?!?!?" ha ha.

Next I called my mom and I just heard one long "WHOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOO!" and her co-workers thought maybe she was going to have a grandchild. ha ha ha. No way.

It was the best feeling in the world 🙂
 
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I got a really thin envelope, so I went in my room and shut the door so my roommates wouldn't see me crying. But it was an acceptance (from one of the really cruel schools who does that sort of thing...), so I screamed to my roommates and couldn't stop smiling for about 3 days.
I called my parents, changed my Facebook status and didn't do homeowork for about a week.🙂
 
Called parents and told them good news. Then blacked out.
 
i guess maybe my lack of excitement was because my parents opened the envelope and called me instead (some weird thing with address change).

it is a good relief though, so definitely apply early and try to get that oct 15 batch of acceptance if you can. if not, its all good too
 
Actually, as awesome as getting in was for me, my scholarship was maybe 100x better for many reasons, not least of which because I REALLY wasn't expecting a phone call from a school at all at that point.

So it's a random day about a week before I go home for Christmas, and I'm walking to work (I worked in clinical research). I get this random phone call from a number I don't recognize and I pick it up. The guy tells me he's the dean from the school I've gotten into already and my thought is, dude, you already called me. I mean, I'm happy and all, but this is overkill.

So he tells me that I've been picked to get this scholarship, and all of a sudden my hands start shaking. I tell him that I have to go cause I'm walking to work and I'm about to get hit by a car cause I'm way too excited to move and I'm in the middle of the street. He laughs and says ok.

Just a couple of days before, I had called my mom and we had discussed how (since she works in real estate) we were really struggling financially because of the economy. She was feeling really bad because she couldn't help me with med school at all, and that she wished she could, and that she was proud of me and wanted to pay for something but we just didn't have the money. So I can't express how excited I was to call her and tell her that, as a Christmas present, I had just gotten a tuition-free medical education.

I then got to work and told this doctor who'd been behind me through the whole app process. She gave me this huge hug and told me that I had won the lottery. And honestly, that's exactly what it felt like.
 
Happened a week ago and it still hasn't really hit yet.

I want to cancel my other interviews, but I figure I'll take it as a chance to sight see. I already bought the tickets and reservations anyways.

After emailing/calling everyone I wanted to, I considered tracking down my favorite jr high teacher and letting her know too. ... yeah.
 
Morsetlis said:
Actually, I find that looking at success is discouraging. I prefer it when people around me are incompetent.

I wonder what this complex is called 🙄
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Your complex is called Schadenfreude, a German term. It means taking pleasure from the misery of unfortunate people, like those who get rejected from medical school. You will have a good bedside manner.
 
I called in the morning after the adcom meeting to ask if I was on the agenda yseterday. The admissons officer said, "oh i remember you..." and then there was a slight pause and he said "i have good news for you". Heart bounced up and down and he told me I got in. I whispered, "I got into XXXX" to my apartment mate, and he did the screaming for me, while the admissions officer was trying to tell me things I needed to do to hold my spot till May 15. My apartment mate just kept screaming XXXX! XXXX! and woke up my other roommates who screamed with him too and jumped on me....The admissions guy chuckled a bit and i asked him if the info would be in an email. He said yah, so from that point on I just stopped listening to him....

After the conversation ended, I thought for a bit what I should do....So I called back and another admissions person picked up and I asked her to double check for me if I'm the only person with that name because I was actually offered an interview at another school because they messed up my name with someone else. I asked her to verify my AMCAS ID, and she laughed a bit and said "yup, congrats"...

Then I hung up called my parents...and my mom squealed and then called my gf, and then had a smile on my face the whole week..
 
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my wife got the mail that day and came in to the house and said, "you got something from the medical school". I replied with "does it feel like a single piece of paper, or is it multiple papers"...She said "its multiple"...I replied with - "About damn time".

After 4 years of applying, you learn that it only takes one piece of paper to reject you.
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Now that's badass. :laugh:
 
Mine was mailed to my parents' place since that's my permanent address and I was actually on the road for work when I got a call that they "had an envelope there for me". I'd had several of these calls for rejection letters, but I knew this week was the time my state's medical school would be mailing out letters, so I told her "driving- call you back". Got to my apt as soon as I could- changed into comfortable clothes, and turned on my computer and TV so I'd have an immediate distraction if it was bad news. Sat down- called back and told her to open it. Didn't ask about the envelope size because I didn't want to know yet and the previous year I got a huge envelope that was a waitlist notice, so I didn't trust envelopes. I got optimistic when I heard her open it and it sounded like multiple papers being ruffled. I then heard an "Ohhh!" before she read "We are pleased to welcome you to the class of 2014...." I then proceeded to jump up and down (much to the delight of my downstairs neighbors, I imagine) and then decided to literally run outside. I hung up, called a couple people that needed to be notified, and then called friends and got food, champagne, and a big cigar and celebrated as much as I could for having work at 7am the next day. I also couldn't sleep that night due to excitement. It's a few days later now and although I'm still happy, the gravity of things that need done before then are starting to creep back into my head.
 
I can only imagine my reaction. I think it will be similar to Will Smith's reaction in "the pursuit of happyness" when he got the Job
 
dokein said:
I put on shades and walked away in slow motion, while simultaneously dropping a burning cigarette into a gasoline trail ... leading to my printed AMCAS App and PS/secondary essay drafts in the background.
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my favorite
 
i knew the letter was on its way saturday, bc the adcom had met on friday. so i kept looking out the window for the mail van. when i saw it drive off, i slowly walked outside to the mailbox and half expected that i wouldn't have anything. but alas, i had a letter. so i walked back inside, told my parents that i had a letter, and walked back to my room and shut the door. i was talking to myself, saying that whatever happens, happens. and i opened the letter, and read like the first two lines and i was like OMGOMGOMG! yeah, it was amazing. i ran outside into the hallway, hugged my parents, and called all my best friends. and then updated my fb status loll.

sigh. its been a few months, but its awesome just thinking about that moment.
 
i didn't really do anything too drastic. i was like...sweet. i knew it would happen...even though my scores are average. then again, i'm not bat**** insane like most of the people on this board.
 
davidsomsen said:
i didn't really do anything too drastic. i was like...sweet. i knew it would happen...even though my scores are average. then again, i'm not bat**** insane like most of the people on this board.
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Yep - I was at a farmer's market and just kinda got a surge of adrenaline, thanked the dean, hung up, and bought some oranges. best ****ing oranges ever
 
i had dreamt about the phone call, which i figured should come at some point before 5. so i woke up a little after 5, and was disappointed because i didn't have a missed call. a few minutes later i got the call! since i had already played it out in the dream, i was still really excited but nothing crazy. then i was too energized to go back to sleep. and it just occurred to me that the call WAS made before 5, but i was in a different time zone lol.
 
So mine is a drama-filled story, in a slightly different way. The director told me he would let me know on December 18, so I tried not to panic too early. (This was my first choice; also, it was the only school that had programs for both me and my boyfriend so that we could stay together. He's applying to grad school, and he told me his deadline was Jan 15th, so he hadn't even started writing at that point.)

My hard drive had crashed 10 days before the date of the committee meeting, so my only email access was at work. So I got to work Monday (December 14th) and opened up my email. And there was a letter from the director starting "Congratulations!" And (again!) I jumped up and started screaming, scaring half my floor out of their sleepy Monday morning stupor. (my lab manager spilled his coffee...lol)

Of course, the first person I called was my boyfriend, to tell him that I'd totally delivered on his favorite school, so he'd better not blow it. So he looked up their grad page to find out his percent chance of admission to their grad program. There's this silence...and then I hear his voice about 2 octaves above normal "Umm...ladylightning...their deadline isn't January 15th. It's December 15th!!! Isn't that...TOMORROW?!"

Long story short: he camped outside his professor's offices, got his recommendations and transcripts fedexed, and he got in! We're both going there in the fall, and I am TOTALLY the happiest person in the world. And...the best part is, it was all because the MSTP director decided to send my acceptance 4 days early. If he had sent it on the 18th as promised, my bf would have missed his deadline.
 
LadyLightning20 said:
So mine is a drama-filled story, in a slightly different way. The director told me he would let me know on December 18, so I tried not to panic too early. (This was my first choice; also, it was the only school that had programs for both me and my boyfriend so that we could stay together. He's applying to grad school, and he told me his deadline was Jan 15th, so he hadn't even started writing at that point.)

My hard drive had crashed 10 days before the date of the committee meeting, so my only email access was at work. So I got to work Monday (December 14th) and opened up my email. And there was a letter from the director starting "Congratulations!" And (again!) I jumped up and started screaming, scaring half my floor out of their sleepy Monday morning stupor. (my lab manager spilled his coffee...lol)

Of course, the first person I called was my boyfriend, to tell him that I'd totally delivered on his favorite school, so he'd better not blow it. So he looked up their grad page to find out his percent chance of admission to their grad program. There's this silence...and then I hear his voice about 2 octaves above normal "Umm...ladylightning...their deadline isn't January 15th. It's December 15th!!! Isn't that...TOMORROW?!"

Long story short: he camped outside his professor's offices, got his recommendations and transcripts fedexed, and he got in! We're both going there in the fall, and I am TOTALLY the happiest person in the world. And...the best part is, it was all because the MSTP director decided to send my acceptance 4 days early. If he had sent it on the 18th as promised, my bf would have missed his deadline.
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damn! i'm no romantic, but this seems like it was meant to be.
 
So I waited all year to hear any form of positive words like "Congratulations..." Mind you, I was getting nervous and beginning to plan out my next application cycle.

A few days ago (Wednesday), I was at the medical center I volunteer at and I checked my emails as usual (Every day since January interviews, I've been obsessively checking emails and mailbox =D). Then, I saw "Congratulations!!!..." from CMS and my heart just pumped out of my chest. I jumped up and ready to run up 10 flights of stairs to grab my cell and call my parents. And on my way to elevator, I met an old lady who needed to get to the rehab dept, and I was just on cloud 9, smiling and practically prancing as I led her to the elevator. Then I explained I'm going to be a doctor.

Funny story, but I was also hoping to hear from SBU so that I could compare with CMS. I was anxious, because it's my top school. Little did I know that my acceptance letter actually came that SAME Wednesday, and was sitting in the mailroom bin for 2 days. I worked at the front desk to my residence hall, and apparently the package slip never made it to my mailbox. My friend was working with me that Friday evening, and he said "So have you heard from SB yet??" I was like, "Uh, no (sigh)." Then he sticks the UPS envelope in front of me and I screamed at the front desk, in a public area. Couldn't hold in my excitement.
 
Actually I had a video camera set up the day pre-matches were sent out so I could catch my reaction on video. I know, neurotic, nerdy pre-med here. anyway, I posted the video, so this is my actual response to being accepted (finally).

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t6FUR_nhGX8[/YOUTUBE]
 
I was at the clinical research office at the hospital where I volunteer, and the lady in charge of research had made me cry from anger and frustration. I had just received an interview offer via e-mail at the start of my shift; so, I was trying to just focus on that to get me through the day.
I opened my e-mail toward the end of my shift to send myself some data. I had just called my mom to ask her a question, and I saw "Saint Louis University Acceptance." I said, "What is this? What is this?" After opening the e-mail and sitting there silently re-reading the first sentence about 10 times and checking that it actually said my name, I told my mom "I think I just got into medical school." I then hung up with her to call my dad and step-dad and announce (to their very confused voices) that I'm going to be a doctor. Since it was the first day of spring break, I was bummed that I wouldn't get to jump and scream with my housemates like they got to when they got grad school acceptances. So, I called two of them. The first one said "I'm jumping up and down for you! I'm going to go tell my mom and dad!" The other said, "I'm screaming for you! I'm in a store, but I'm screaming inside!"
As I left the office, I was having lovely J.D.-like fantasies of me throwing the data in the woman's face, screaming "It was all worth it! It wasn't for nothing! I don't need YOU, I don't need a publication, and I certainly don't need this data any more!" as I laughed manically and ran out. Thank goodness I had the composure left to refrain from that.
Although, it did make me sad that everyone had plans that night. I had to stay home alone all evening and wait until the next night to celebrate.
 
Oh, and as soon as I got home, my mother tried to hug me, but I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to the computer to make her read it for me to ensure that it was real.
 
My acceptance came in the form of a phone call from the Dean. When she told me I was accepted I screamed "WHAT?!" into the phone. I probably hurt her ear but I couldn't help myself! Then she assured me it was true and I started crying as she spoke. Again, I couldn't help it! I left my interview day totally in love with the school and a few weeks later my dream came true. It was truly the greatest moment of my life so far!
 
ggt187 said:
i had the unfortunate timing of getting my first acceptance a week before my biochem midterm.... 3 days of continuous drinking later, i think i'm ready for the exam now
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hahahah GG.
 
I was actually in my hotel the night before my last interview of the cycle. My friend texted me that he got waitlisted at School X where we had both interviewed about a month prior. Deciding that I might as well get the bad news over with so that I could motivate myself for the next day's interview (yeah I'm that kinda guy), I ponied up the $10 for hotel internet and checked my email... the subject line told me I had been accepted.

I smiled, called my parents, called this girl I had a huge crush on (who later became my girlfriend--yes, girls do fall for this stuff 😛), and ordered room-service (I was 6 days shy of turning 21 so couldn't go down to the bar for a drink or anything). I called a few more friends, went to sleep, and totally botched my interview the next day (who cares? it was a safety school. I was gonna withdraw anyway! But at least i got a free lunch 😉). I hated that I had to pay for the hotel internet, but it was the best $10 I every spent.
 
My story's so dramatic, there's no way I'm making this up 😛

I had picked School X and went into May 15th perfectly content with my choice. On May 17th I got a call from School Y telling me I had been accepted off their waitlist and had exactly a week to decide.

That week at school I did absolutely nothing but talk to friends and family for hours on end, trying to pick a school. People kept telling me to go with my gut feeling but the truth of the matter was that my gut was split 50/50...I was constantly on the internet trying to find out more about both schools, and couldn't sleep well at night. One moment I would imagine myself at School X and how happy I'd be, and another moment I would imagine myself at School Y and how happy I'd be 😕. Even my parents kept flip-flopping so I couldn't fall back on their opinion.

Finally, on May 24, (literally the day I had to make a decision) after not being able to sleep at all the entire night, I got a call from School Z (my top choice) at 9:00 AM telling me I had been accepted off their waitlist. I very much wanted to hug the dean over the phone and say, "You don't know HOW HAPPY I am to get this phone call 😍😍😍😍😍."

I imagine that if I hadn't gotten that call, I would've said a prayer and tossed a coin 🙂.
 
This is the first time I've noticed this thread, surprisingly. I was accepted mid February and became a member on this website soon after. I had become friends with one of the physicians who interviewed me and I was shadowing him at the time. I was about to leave for work, when I noticed that I had a missed phone call from him on my cell phone. I called him back, and the conversation went something like this:

hithere3387: "Hey Dr. N, I saw that you called earlier. What can I do for you?"
Dr. N: "Well, I just got out of an admission committee session, and I wanted to be the first to inform you that you've been accepted."
hithere3387: "Really? That's terrific! I really appreciate the phone call."
Dr. N: "No problem. Just make sure you shadow me once more so that I can give you some advice."
hithere3387: "Of course! Unfortunately, I have to go because I'm about to lose it."
Dr. N: "Oh...Okay. (chuckles)"

I calmly hung up my phone and then did the following:

"Mom?" I called.
"What, hithere3387?" She answered from the kitchen.
I burst though the door, scaring the dog and my mother.
"I'M IN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled.

Then I ran up to her and picked her up over my head. She clearly did not like this. But, I didn't care. I'd just been accepted to medical school.
 
pelliper said:
My story's so dramatic, there's no way I'm making this up 😛

I had picked School X and went into May 15th perfectly content with my choice. On May 17th I got a call from School Y telling me I had been accepted off their waitlist and had exactly a week to decide.

That week at school I did absolutely nothing but talk to friends and family for hours on end, trying to pick a school. People kept telling me to go with my gut feeling but the truth of the matter was that my gut was split 50/50...I was constantly on the internet trying to find out more about both schools, and couldn't sleep well at night. One moment I would imagine myself at School X and how happy I'd be, and another moment I would imagine myself at School Y and how happy I'd be 😕. Even my parents kept flip-flopping so I couldn't fall back on their opinion.

Finally, on May 24, (literally the day I had to make a decision) after not being able to sleep at all the entire night, I got a call from School Z (my top choice) at 9:00 AM telling me I had been accepted off their waitlist. I very much wanted to hug the dean over the phone and say, "You don't know HOW HAPPY I am to get this phone call 😍😍😍😍😍."

I imagine that if I hadn't gotten that call, I would've said a prayer and tossed a coin 🙂.
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Hmmmm, where did you end up pelliper?
 
I was in my phlebotomy refresher course a couple weeks after my interview at my top choice school. I had my phone on silent so that if it rang it wouldn't startle me while I was drawing my classmate (ouch!), but I was keeping track of my draws on a spreadsheet on my phone. When I went to input a draw, I noticed I had a missed call! I stepped outside to call them back because, as I told my instructor, it might have been med school calling! My whole class was waiting and listening anyway, so I probably could've stayed in the room, but whatever 🙂 It was indeed the school, and when the dean told me I was in, I stuck my head inside and yelled, "I'M GONNA BE A DOCTOR!!!!!!!" My instructor tackled me in a hug, half my classmates were either whooping or crying, and I just kept repeating, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh..." My instructor marched me over to her computer and told me to get on facebook and tell my friends. My boyfriend was super excited when I called him, and my mom was in the middle of an acupuncture appointment, so she told me she was jumping around on the inside 🙂

When I got home (I was living with my aunt and uncle) I nonchalantly put my stuff down and asked my uncle if they were doing anything that night.
"Nothing. Why?"
"Cuz I think you'll want to take me out for a drink."
He looked confused for a second, but then it dawned on him and his jaw dropped.
"You got in?!" - followed by a sandwich hug from him and my aunt and a night of revelry 👍
 
I hope to contribute to this thread in about 2,5 years. 😀
 
this is a great thread... congrats to all... great stories
 
It was May 14th, and I was in the middle of typing up a resume to try and get a job for the year. I got a call from the Dean, said thanks, deleted my half finished resume, and had a beer (10am).

When my roommates got home we all started drinking 😀.
 
I received a phone call from the dean while I was at work, and all I could seem to mumble were repeated 'thank yous'. Afterward, I began calling my family members and all of the people who had helped me throughout the application process. Hearing my mom's screaming was definitely the highlight for me. For the rest of the day, let's just say I was a less than productive employee.

I don't know if anyone else has experienced this, but I also got really paranoid that in my desperation to get accepted, I may have hallucinated the whole experience. Not until I received the official 'offer of acceptance' email did I really let the information completely sink in. Great day. 🙂
 
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