Dream a little dream

dream

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Last night I had a totally weird, clearly anxiety based dream about school. I’m not shocked, since I know I’m nervous.

I dreamed I was on my way to my first class, but every space inside the building was packed full of hundreds of students. I could barely move. The classroom numbers followed no order, so I didn’t know how to find my classroom. I wandered forever before I finally found my classroom. There was no room in the front row (where I like to sit to make a good impression) and all of the desks behind the front row were shoved together with nearly no space between them. I ended up three or four rows back, behind a group of extremely talkative girls who made it really hard to concentrate. When the lecture began, I could barely hear the professor and I had a hard time taking notes in the cramped space.

So clearly, I am pretty nervous about starting school… but you know what? It’s really going to be fine, maybe even good! The first day is going to be supremely nervewracking, but I know I can do it.

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Dress for success

Wool trench coat - New York & Company

Wool trench coat - New York & Company

I bought this beautiful wool coat over the weekend thanks to a 50% off sale.  I might be crazy to have purchased a winter white coat with a toddler, but it looks amazing on me and takes the whole winter coat thing to the next fashion level.  While we were in the store, I also tried on a few other outfits just for fun and it got me to thinking, and the husband and I to talking, about how to dress when I’m at Georgetown and (eventually) in medical school.

I don’t know if this is something a lot of people think or worry about, but for me I want to make the best possible impression, and I think this includes not only the best academic performance I can manage, but also attention to how I present myself.  For me, going to class in my pajamas or lazy jeans and a graphic tee is just not an option, unless I am super sick or the teacher dresses extremely casually.  In those cases, I still won’t be in pajamas, but I might do jeans.

The more I think about it, the more I want to be sure I present myself as a professional even as a premed student.  So I’m thinking about changing up my wardrobe.  As a current stay at home mom, my wardrobe consists entirely of jeans and plain tee shirts, so here’s what I’d like to wear instead:

  • dress pants in black, gray, and navy
  • fitted sweaters
  • button-down shirts with undershirts to stay conservative
  • flat or low-heeled dress shoes
  • cardigans for layering

This is drastically more conservative and professional than my current outfits, so it’s going to take some shopping and effort, but I’m actually looking forward to a reason to girl it up a little bit.

What are your thoughts on dressing professionally as a student?  Is it wise?  Is it necessary?  Does it matter?

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Panic button

panic button

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Oh my junk, what am I getting myself into?

I know I can blame this in part on hormonal idiocy, but I’m having a total panic.  We spent the day looking at daycare facilities and suddenly it hit me.  This is it.  This is real.  This is two months away from a total life overhaul.

Oh God.  What if I’m not ready?  What if this is all a horrible mistake?  What if I regret it?  What if I break down in a useless puddle at the doorstep of the daycare and can’t leave my precious daughter behind?  What if it sucks?  What if it’s too hard?  What if I fail?

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!

How do you do it?  How do you make a massive, expensive, long-term decision like this?  How do you know it’s the best choice?  (And before you say you can’t know, I have to know.  It’s more than just me at stake here.  It’s my family, our financial solvency, my daughter’s future.  If I start this and don’t finish, I’m condemning us to financial ruin.  I wish I was being dramatic.)

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Financial struggles…

money trees

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We’ve hit a new snag in the medical school adventure.  It looks like the undergraduate year at Georgetown is going to cost us $50,000 in student loans.  We can expect to need about that much more for every year of med school as well.  Taking out that much in loans is scary… there’s a chance we won’t be able to get all the money in loans, which would leave us stranded, and it’s not great for our credit either.

Now the husband is saying he’s not sure we can do it because of the sheer crazy cost of it all.  I’m trying not to be bitter about it.  I’m trying not to fuss at him for being the one to encourage me down this path in the first place.  There is still a fair chance we can find a way to make this work.  But I’m frustrated, and feeling embarrassed that I might have to tell everyone nevermind about my big, exciting news…

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Never Surrender!

Yesterday was a bum day for me.  After two rejections, I knew the third one was on its way and was scrambling to find other options for my post-bac work.  Today I learned an important lesson:

Never give up, never surrender!

I had a long talk with my sister about how important it was to me to keep trying… and then this morning this arrived in my inbox:

Georgetown premed acceptanceI GOT IN!  It’s just the premed, but I’m hoping this significantly increases my chances of acceptance to the medical school as well.  I couldn’t be more excited!

Now to figure out how to fix the car (or buy a new one) and find daycare….

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Me vs. Them

Stethescope

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I’ve spent the morning researching the difference between the students who were accepted to my #1 school and myself.  Here’s what I found:

  • Students who were accepted went to top schools.  I went to state school.
  • Accepted students double-majored in things like economics and engineering.  I had one major… in art…
  • Several of the students switched to premed majors before they ever graduated from their undergrad work.  I, obviously, did not.
  • They spent 1-2 years abroad teaching English, working as surgical team translators, working with public health, or in the Peace Corps.  I spent a total of 14 weeks abroad doing things that benefited only me.
  • They were involved in their undergrad community as athletes, newspaper editors, fraternity/sorority members, and more.  I was a returning, married student with a full-time job who spent only my last year in any campus involvement.
  • They spent at least one year volunteering and/or working in public programs… youth leaders, camp counselors, hospital employees, etc.  I am only now beginning as a hospital volunteer.

I can talk about my circumstances (my age, my marriage, my kid) as reasons for these differences, and it would all be true and perhaps even legitimate… but in the end it doesn’t matter.  In the end those people had a very particular drive to be excellent in an academic/professional light.  In terms of intelligence, I know I am as smart or smarter than all of them, but I can’t compete with them on paper.

Am I sad about that?  A little.  Although I love who I am and wouldn’t trade my life and family for admission to a school no matter what, I do think that I could have made a little more time a long the way to make things happen.  I could have spent time volunteering more often, done the sorts of jobs that made me a better member of society at large and, as such, been a more attractive applicant.

So there.  There’s a little something, put out there into the big world in the hopes of helping someone else get accepted to their dream school.  In short:

  • have a job that involves service to others in some way
  • take a language every year of college, preferably Spanish
  • work hard in your undergrad, preferably double-majoring and choosing math and science related fields (although at least two of the applicants did have humanities degrees)
  • volunteer several hours per week doing something that serves the community – teach classes, build houses, work with sick kids… whatever interests and inspires you
  • spend at least a year abroad
  • be SUPER involved in school – play on a team, work on the paper, be active in Greek life, stay involved in service oriented clubs/groups

Even if you do all of this and have a stellar GPA, you may not get in, but every one of these things will make you a more attractive candidate.  I’m hoping it’s not too late for me.

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The first letter…

General knowledge would suggest that receiving a letter from a school, especially a single page in a small envelope, just days after receiving confirmation that your application is complete is, well… bad news.  All the same, I was excited to see the familiar school letterhead when the mail came.

Since this letter was from my first choice school, I was a little extra nervous and opened it slowly, trying to read each line one at a time so I wouldn’t get to the big decision too soon.  Here’s what the letter said:

#1 Premed rejection letter

In case you can’t read it, they are “unable to admit” me.  And so the endless question… why not?  I hate admissions decision letters because they are nothing but a judgment, a disappointment, and they offer absolutely no hope of ever figuring out how to better your chances.  Contacting the school doesn’t help either, and the best anyone will tell you is that perhaps there was nothing at all wrong with your application, so you should just try again.

I’m trying not to let this get to me too much, though I am pretty bummed about it, because I do still have two other applications out there.  I’m also trying to avoid my usual gameplan of planning out every possibility from here on out.  Instead, I’m trying very hard to just sit back and wait for the other two application letters to come in, which should be soon.

I wish I knew how to increase my chances in case I end up reapplying to these programs…

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Nervous

anxious

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I got my first email confirmation today, letting me know that my #2 school has received my completed application packet and will let me know about an admissions decision for the premed year by “the end of November at the latest.”

Aaah!

I should hear from my #1 school by in 2-3 weeks, and I’m not sure about the timeline for my third choice school.

Just knowing my packets are out of my hands, gone and on their way to review and admission committees, is making me nervous.  I am so anxious to hear.  And this is only premed!  I can’t even contemplate how I’m going to feel when waiting for the medical school application decisions!

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In the beginning…

I started this whole insane journey with a BS in Art… so obviously making the transition to medical school meant a running, screaming departure from the Masters in Education that was making me miserable and a researched, thought out, planned decision to apply to several post-baccalaureate premedical programs.

Post-bacc premed packetsBehold my amazing editing skills, which make my three premed application packets look all artsy and amazing.  Really, just the act of sending them out today has me stressed out.  What if I don’t get in to these programs in the first place?

NO!  No thinking that way.  Instead, another photo…

Silly premed packetsWell now I just know you’re jealous of my incredible skill in adding silly stickers via Picnik…

Other than mailing out my premed packets, I also spent the morning at the local hospital organizing my volunteer time there!  Until I can figure out some kind of cheap (free?) yet safe and responsible childcare arrangement for the Doctler (doctor + toddler = doctler, right?) I’m stuck doing Saturday or Sunday morning volunteer shifts, which means a position in the ER.

The hospital was fine… if a little disorganized, and I got my first PPD test in a while.  I’ve never had a reaction before, so I’m expecting a clean reading on Thursday.  I’ll go back for another PPD next week, and then I can pick up my badge and fancy volunteer smock.  Hopefully childcare arrangements can help me free up some weekday time so I can wrangle my way into a volunteer spot in labor & delivery…

I’ll be waiting patiently for results on my premed applications, which probably won’t come back until early next year.  In the meantime I’ll be blogging about volunteering and whatever other related tasks and issues come my way!

Thanks for stopping by!

– Doctor Girl!!!

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