It has been a week since I found out I was accepted into medical school. Sometimes I forget and panic at the thought of "it is almost Thanksgiving, which means interview season is about to be over, and I have not heard back from any more schools!"
oh wait…
I am already in! I would have never dreamt of having the option to choose which medical school I would attend, nonetheless be accepted. But don't get me wrong, the thought of being accepted makes me dumbstruck happy.
I feel that my pre-med story is worth mentioning. I have had my fair share of struggles to get to this point. I don't consider myself "traditional or non-traditional" - common identifiers on pre-med forums. I feel that it is so subjective and somewhat useless when trying to make comparisons.
