As stated in my previous post, I plan to get in to some great information for medical professionals, their significant others, and families.
But how about a little background first 😉
My DH and I met in college. A small college in Holland, Michigan. I had no plans to meet a husband at Hope College…I wanted to have fun, study hard, and meet a network of great people. And I did.
My junior year and his sophomore year we met at a party…ahem, I mean the library studying ;). We went on dating that year and the following year after.
Most of my senior year (while I was coasting through my business classes) we spent hours and hours preparing him for the MCAT. While his nose was in a book learning as much as he could about the dreaded MCAT test, I read and re-read cover letters, application questions and organized packets of information to send to prospective medical schools.
We racked our brains trying to come up with great answers to difficult and sometimes unanswerable, stupid questions. He needed to not only be smart, but funny, and loving, and caring, and most importantly unique… So that maybe some board member sitting on a panel at some medical school would connect with his essays and invite him to interview there.
Each medical school was different. Each had its own list of requirements. Each had its own essays to answer. He applied to 22 places across the country. And at that point I was fully invested in the process, although not necessarily at the time, my process. But I wanted so badly for him to succeed… For us to succeed!
And then we waited…