Ah, now I can relax. I have finally sent my residency applications out.
The whole process felt like applying for medical school, but I was probably less drunk this time. I’ve discovered that it takes about three beers to say to myself:
“Why NOT spend four years in
Duluth?”
As a result, I’ve applied to waaay too many programs.
Either way, it’s a relief to have it out of my hands. Whatever happens, happens. The only thing I need to do now is chase down a handful of people to finish writing my recommendations.
To be honest, I’m still kind of shocked that they let me into medical school.
