I am pretty proud to say that the previous depressing post is completely null. I matched. I did it. Even though I lost confidence in myself during this past month, I gained it back. I matched. I feel so lucky and though I feel a little bit like its a mistake and that I don't deserve it, I quickly repress these feelings. I deserve it. I am going to be a damn good ER doc. As others have told me and I need to keep telling myself, "You would DEFINITELY make a fantastic EM physician."
The hours and moments leading up to me checking for the notorious email were very painful. I imagine that is what it feels like to do a large amount of cocaine at one time. I was shaky, with palpitations, couldn't concentrate, nauseas, terrified. Wow it was terrible. Then i read the email and my heart stopped for a couple seconds. it didnt make sense at first. I thought it was surely a mistake since i had convinced myself that it wasnt going to say that. but it did. I matched. And then I stood up pacing up and down the living room and realized it was happening. then started the family phonecalls, texts to friends, and posting on facebook which has thus received 157 likes and tons of comments. I was overwhelmed with praise, congratulations and support.
Now I wait. Wait to find out which of the 7 places I ranked will be my home for the next 3 or 4 years. I wait to start looking for an apartment. Wait to start building my new life :)
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