I had my final med school interview this week and (independently) collected my twelfth rejection. Now it’s just a matter of waiting for the remaining three schools I interviewed at to get back to me. The uncertainty of waiting creates considerable emotional drag, not only because a rejection could arrive at any time, but also because I may end up moving to the opposite coast. It’d be nice to have a bit more time to prepare for a huge life change. But then, wouldn’t it always?
4 responses to “Hurry Up and Wait”
Best of luck man.
Thanks.
We’d love to have you here on the sunshine-y Best Coast.
Haha. But aren’t you coming to the East?