No news, not necessarily good news

Waiting for responses from med schools is awful. My mom likened it to being 9 months pregnant. Although I've never been pregnant and she's never been a med school applicant I think she might be right. Like pregnant women past their due date, I wake up every day thinking that today might just be the day. Like pregnant women, med school applicants also have to answer a couple of questions over and over again. "Have you heard back yet?" "When do you think you will hear back?" I'm beginning to hate those questions. Probably because I'm getting nervous as to why I haven't heard back.

I'm kind of coming to the realization that rejection from med school is not only possible at this point, but that it's probable. At least from the TX schools. Most are wrapping up the end of their interview season and it's becoming safe to assume a rejection. That's the awful part of med school applications. Rejection letters are really slow in coming. We're 3 weeks from the last of the interview dates and they still haven't sent them. I called San Antonio. They said my application was under review. I don't understand that when their last interview is on Dec 17th.

At this point I'm feeling kind of ambivalent about the possibility of not getting accepted. Last night I was agitated about the whole thing. This morning I woke up very peaceful about it. I had a strong impression that God really is in charge. I've already seen so many miracles in this application process to know that if it were the right thing, God would open up another miracle. It just might not be the right thing. I have moments where it starts to bother me (usually after somebody asks me about it again) but I'm trying to focus on the peaceful feelings from this morning. Besides, I still am not out of the race completely. I still have yet to hear back from one my favorite schools, Vermont, and their interview cycle ends in April.