Rank List?!

Wow, I can't believe we are at this point. It seems like just yesterday we were sitting in the baking sun, watching our dean with his funny bow-tie, talking about the traditions of our school, waiting to walk up to the front to be garnished by white coats and stethoscopes (I was so excited to receive both and now don't really love either!) We quickly went from bright eyed premeds to droopy eyed med students who reeked of anatomy. We spent countless nights stressing about the genetics of lysosomal storage diseases, clathrin coated cells, and other lame-o random physiologic and pathophysiologic nothings for the next 2 years. We got down with our clinical side learning to speak the language of medicine, feeling like we were starting from scratch, becoming "young doctors," realizing we didn't know the definition of tired. Now we have once again become bright eyed as our fourth year has yielded some much needed rest. Bright eyed med students, and now we are submitting rank lists?!? Well here we are, list submitted, waiting for the NRMP computer to give us our sentence for the crime we committed by choosing to go to med school, just as excited as ever, waiting to see where we end up for our next droopy-eyed journey. Unbelievable.

Calling it our "sentence" is only in jest, but it does have a certain amount of doom that seems to be accompanying this next step. We think we know tired every step of the way, but this time, oh man, this time we have know idea what is coming for us! The real responsibility makes me excited and terrified at the same time. Thank God I am going through this process with Jordan. I think I would be a mess without her... Well that's enough ramblings for now, thanks for reading this nonsense :)