North by Southwestern
The interview at Southwestern in Dallas seemed to go very well. The people were very nice, Parkland is an amazing facility and my husband and I were able to enjoy some hockey. We drove up on Friday to go to the Dallas Stars game. It was great and by the end we were cheering for the Stars. Jussi Jokinen had 4 goals. We hadn't ever seen a player do that in an NHL game that we had attended.
So the next morning I get all gussied up and head over to the interview. The standard presentation about the school was made and then we broke up for the tour. My guide was a 4th year who wants to do OB/GYN and is interviewing now. She was great. We saw the place where Kennedy died. It is no longer part of the ER and just a simple plaque commerates the place and date. The ER was rockin'. It really looked like ER, the TV show. Had some real characters in there, too. We went to the newborn nursery and saw some of the babies, it was packed, too. After that, off to interview. Again, like all of the other interviews, I have felt exceedingly comfortable, had good conversations and felt that I did well when I walked out. Unfortunately, UT-Southwestern has already sent out a lot of acceptance letters pre-match. So, I don't know what I will hear. I ate lunch with a couple of 3rd years who were real characters and then was picked up to head home.
It was good to see some of the people from other locals where I have interviewed. Having someone to chat with eases the tension of the day. I was amused about a conversation that I had with another applicant about SDN. We both are sick of a girl that posts way too much on the Texas group. She is a reapplicant who wants to go to UT-Houston and has spent the last 6 months whining about everything. For some reason she developed a following. She was accepted this time pre-match. So now she is the guru telling everyone, "Don't worry, you'll get in, there are plenty of spots." We both wanted to slap her. If all you had to do is gripe and whine for 6 months, I wish I had known, I can do that with the best of 'em. My MCAT buddy brought me flowers and a lovely card with the message "Keep your chin up!" It was so sweet. But, at the end of the day, I can't say I am going to be a doctor yet. And that is not a very comforting message. I now get to wait the 2.5 months until the February match. Hopefully I will hear something then. If not, I hate to think about it.
So the next morning I get all gussied up and head over to the interview. The standard presentation about the school was made and then we broke up for the tour. My guide was a 4th year who wants to do OB/GYN and is interviewing now. She was great. We saw the place where Kennedy died. It is no longer part of the ER and just a simple plaque commerates the place and date. The ER was rockin'. It really looked like ER, the TV show. Had some real characters in there, too. We went to the newborn nursery and saw some of the babies, it was packed, too. After that, off to interview. Again, like all of the other interviews, I have felt exceedingly comfortable, had good conversations and felt that I did well when I walked out. Unfortunately, UT-Southwestern has already sent out a lot of acceptance letters pre-match. So, I don't know what I will hear. I ate lunch with a couple of 3rd years who were real characters and then was picked up to head home.
It was good to see some of the people from other locals where I have interviewed. Having someone to chat with eases the tension of the day. I was amused about a conversation that I had with another applicant about SDN. We both are sick of a girl that posts way too much on the Texas group. She is a reapplicant who wants to go to UT-Houston and has spent the last 6 months whining about everything. For some reason she developed a following. She was accepted this time pre-match. So now she is the guru telling everyone, "Don't worry, you'll get in, there are plenty of spots." We both wanted to slap her. If all you had to do is gripe and whine for 6 months, I wish I had known, I can do that with the best of 'em. My MCAT buddy brought me flowers and a lovely card with the message "Keep your chin up!" It was so sweet. But, at the end of the day, I can't say I am going to be a doctor yet. And that is not a very comforting message. I now get to wait the 2.5 months until the February match. Hopefully I will hear something then. If not, I hate to think about it.
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