I can FINALLY come clean about everything that's been on my mind the past few months. I feel like I was a horrbile blogger the last couple months because I had to stay completely mum as to what we were up to, but honestly, 99% of my mind was occupied by what happened this morning.
For MONTHS, we were hoping Evan would get in to a Urology residency. He LOVES Urology. It has clinic and surgery. It has the serious (prostate and testicular cancer) to the not quite AS serious (helping someone have sex again...wait...that is pretty damn serious!).
However, unfortunately, my husband chose one of the most competitive residencies out there. Urology is competitive because of the relatively awesome lifestyle after residency. Evan has known he wanted to be a Urologist since he was a sophomore in college. He was THE ONLY person that said he wanted to practice Urology the first week of medical school when everybody was filmed making their predictions.
Since he's known this goal for quite a while now, he studied his BOOTY off for his first USMLE. Medical students have a set of two USMLE's that they have to take before applying for residencies. Unfortunately though, Evan didn't do nearly as well as we had hoped. His practice tests were off the charts, and I guess nerves got to him, because when we got the results, we weren't smiling.
He kept his head up though. He went and talked to everybody at the program and said "What do I have to do? How can I let people know I still want to do this? I don't want ONE test to crush my dream."
And he kept truckin. He did MUCH better on his second USMLE and wrote quite a few papers to show his dedication. He did two rotations in Urology and then came the interviews. He was granted NINE interviews, which we were really surprised by. Some of these interviews though ... oy ... they were in places that were simply too damn cold for us. Ex: Syracuse. So, he only went on 4 of them.
And we BY FAR knew which one was our first choice: Little Rock, Arkansas. He has SO much family there and they couldn't have been more excited for the possibility of our being there.
That was a long shot though. We let the program know that we would rank it first, but what were the chances?
Turns out ... they were pretty damn good.
Guys, this blogger will be moving to LITTLE ROCK in May and is SO PROUD of her soon to be Urologist! He got his FIRST CHOICE (only person from Texas Tech that got their first choice today) and the program seems REALLY excited to have him. They should be. He's awesome and he'll be an AMAZING doctor in a short 3 1/2 months.
YES, this means I have to pack up the entire house, put it for sale, keep working, apply for a job, and find a new house, but we'll worry about that tomorrow. Today, we've just had FUN and enjoyed our SUCCESS. YAY!
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