This week was hard.  It always is.  It was this week six years ago that the course of my life took a 180 swing from the photography business I owned for ten years to healthcare.   So it is here that I will leave my personal statement, which might be known as the pièce de ré·sis·tance to a medical school application.  It’s an essay that provides your why and how of becoming a physician.  You get 5,300 characters to grab the reader’s attention and make them want to learn more about you and your aspirations.   I spent a LOT of time and did MANY revisions of my personal statement and this…

Accepted…. I think?  I tried to be cautious with my excitement.  Decisions were supposed to be emailed out on Friday, and it was Tuesday.  I had seen several other people sharing their excitement in the SDN forums of their “A”s and the disappointment from those that got the dreaded delayed decision.  Why hadn’t I heard anything?  Crickets.  My online portal showed no changes.  Did I somehow slip through the cracks?  I had mixed feelings about my interviews.  It took everything I had not to email admissions and ask as politely as possible why I didn’t have a decision yet.   Then I checked my mailbox.  A letter from RIMSAP (more on…