…of course, not 30 minutes after I wrote my post last week about learning to be patient, I received that one last decision, and it seems med school is not in the cards for next year. Not that I am entirely surprised by this, given that this application cycle is very near its end, but there had been a tinge of hope inside me, holding out for that 11th hour acceptance. Such is life.
On the bright side, even though I felt the disappointment of not yet achieving this goal of mine, that final rejection came with the release of a large weight from my shoulders. It may not have been the answer I wanted to hear, but it was an answer! I could finally say, with certainty, that I had applied to medical school and survived the process. If I could do it this time, I know I can do it again. There’s something strangely refreshing about that.
Anyway, thus begins my journey to enact Post-Grad Plan B! I am applying to eight or nine Master’s programs (mainly in biomedical science or physiology) for the upcoming fall, all of which last one or two years. Admissions stats (e.g., GPA/MCAT/GRE scores) are significantly lower than those required to get into med school, so hopefully I will be met with slightly more success in this arena (fingers crossed, prayers flying, y’all).
In the event that I am accepted somewhere, regardless of the length of the program, I will be re-applying for the entering class of 2016 for med school. Since my GPA was the primary hang-up for adcoms this cycle, I figured I’ll just go earn myself a new-and-improved GPA and try again!
Side note: I also will apply much earlier to AMCAS than I did this time. June 1st, 2015 has my name ALL OVER it.
Getting to the M.D. 