Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Today we find out where we will be headed for the next two years. Rotations for our school are done at various places all over the country and we put in for a lottery of our top choices in hope we get a place we could really like.

For a lot of people like us, it was easy to know where we did NOT want to go. The school does 3 mock matches with the numbers of interest in each site as the result. We don't know who they are, and twice our favorite site had twice as many interested as there were spots available. But we stuck with it and by the third time we actually had a shot to get it. I am just praying that people didn't see that and jump back on the bandwagon.

Each location can choose up to half of their available slots. The decision is based on letters that we submit. Only one letter per person to their top choice. Dr. H and I sat down together and wrote ours. We talked a lot about Dr. H's strengths and abilities as a student and his interest in what the location had to offer based on his future hopes. We had a small blurb about Our family ties to the area and why we like it. I felt really good about the letter, I hope others did too. We know we read a few friends letters who didn't follow our format at all. Many of them almost begging, pleading and a little negatively of why they deserve to go there. A lot of it had to do with how their family situation was really hard and that they needed to be chosen because their life was harder than everyone else.

I felt like the letter was a very vague process. The example they gave was awful. It was boring, and brown nosing and a little arrogant? The more I think about it, I think it was the example because it wasn't helpful. So people would have a chance to stand out against those that couldn't think for themselves?

There have been MANY instances that I have been here and thought "these people have needed to be in a pageant." Because the lack of being able to speak, and dress as though you know what you are doing and the ability to present yourself is shocking to me knowing the professional world they are trying to be in.

I wish that there was a class given on how to be professional, or professional's wife? This post is getting away from me.

In the end, I am quickly learning that medical school is just one jump of waiting and hoping and trying for something big to the next. Because after this, it's boards, then moving, then audition rotations, then more testing, then graduating then residency.. oh boy bring it on.