Match results
Well, match was a little disappointing in the end, but it went well overall.
First off, The best news is that I got into the field I wanted to get into. I got into Emergency Medicine, and I am very happy about that. It is a somewhat competitive field, and I managed to get in despite a few setbacks.
I also did not have to scramble to get into a program. I think that this was the big key relief for myself. Once I knew that I had matched, I knew that I was going into E-Med, and everything after that is just degrees of success.
The bad news is that I did not match well from my list. I matched 2/3 of the way down. So, I will be going to Michigan for my residency (and no, I will not say where in Michigan). That's right; home to Ted Nugent, KISS, and the michigan militia. Fortunately, I am going to a good program up there. In fact, if the program were in Texas, while I cannot say for sure that it would be number one on the list, it would definitely be in the top three. The reason why it was not ranked higher is because I would have preferred to be closer to my wife (most importantly), and ... well, Texas is my home, dammit! So, the missus and I will be spending a year long distance. Neither of us are happy about this at all. That said, it is a good program, and I would not mind taking a break from these Texas summers for a little while.
So, there you have it. A bittersweet victory. I got into my field of dreams, and I am going to get good training. Unfortunately, I will spend the first year of this adventure without my soulmate at my side. Still, we will celebrate tonight. I made it. Granted, I am not sitting as pretty as I had hoped, but I made it. Sunday, I was looking at the distinct possibility of scrambling into a preliminary program somewhere far away. I was looking at not only being seperate from my wife, but being seperate while training in a field I did not particularly care for. As it is, I am going to a good program in the right field, but the wrong state. Now that this emotional rollercoaster is over, Domestic-6 and I are going to go out on a date. A real, honest-to-God, Reservations-at-7:30-for-dinner, Tickets-for-the-show kind of date. I am going to put on some nice slacks, and a clean shirt with buttons, a collar and everything.
We are also celebrating some other events. One fo my sisters is engaged to a decent guy. He asked my dad for permission. I also helped him by his first pistol (a 1911, of course). He really is a good, and decent guy. So there is that. Also, another one of my sisters just had her orders cut, and she is going to a good unit with a storied history. She has gone through a pretty tough school for the past 2 years, and considering all that she has had to overcome, I am actually very proud of her. She has done so well. She really has. Like I said; I am very proud of her, and I am thrilled that she is going to be able to make it to Texas for my graduation (and I expect you to be in uniform, sis!).
Anyway, perhaps thigns did not work out exactly as I had hoped, and this will be a somewhat more difficult year coming up. Then again, I am a firm believer in the idea that God works in the dropped decimals, and that perhaps there is a purpose in all of this. Perhaps. So, right now, my wife and I are going to celebrate. We do have an awful lot to celebrate, even if things will not be easy for us next year. Then again, we have never really had things easy. Hopefully, though, things will get a little easier after next year.
Alright, I have flapped my gums enough.
Respectfully Submitted,
-doc Russia