Accepting an Acceptance

Today, I wondered why God would give someone like me, so indecisive and so fretful, so many options. I tend to like to explore all options before committing to any one. D says this is why I'll be a good surgeon or internist--because I can gather facts and plan accordingly.

But man. I drive myself crazy all. the. time.

I received my fourth acceptance to med school today. For the last two days, I've been scrambling to get my immunizations up to date on short notice before I leave for a trip to Southern California (flight is at 7pm tonight!) and then, Hawaii (!!). Anyone who has ever had a TB test knows that it's a multiple-day process. Which means that I won't be able to meet Cincinnati's deadline. My offer of admission may be suspended or rescinded by the school. As you can imagine, it was incredibly distressing and unsettling to hear those words from the administrative nurse's mouth. I wanted to plead and beg, but refrained. 

After I ranted to a friend about how unreasonable this process has been, how I didn't receive any notice, how horrible this timing has been right before my vacation, I also told her that if I got into Iowa, I would go there. Just to avoid all of this drama!

Exactly one minute later, at 12:36pm, I received an email that I had gotten into the University of Iowa Roy and Lucille Carver College of Medicine.


So...now what? Stay tuned for more first-world premed problems.