The Story I've Waited 4 Years To Tell

October 2006.  I sat in Midway airport, waiting for a flight to a medical school interview.  A woman sat down near me, talking on her cell phone.  With nothing better to do, I eavesdropped.

"... I really did like most parts of the program.  But it seemed like most of the residents were married with kids, and that they didn't  really ever hang out as a group.  I don't know, I guess I was just hoping that the resident would be friends..."




This woman had flown to Chicago for a residency interview!  I was awed.  In four years, I would be in her shoes.  That blew my mind.  In four years, I would go from a just-barely-legal-to-drink-alcohol undergrad, to a doctor who would interview for jobs as a doctor.  Whoa.

And here I am.  It's surreal becasue that memory from four years ago is so fresh in my mind.  I can't believe that I'm already in that woman's shoes.  My first intreview was this week, and it went splendidly.  I have many more to come.  And I'm still blown away that I'm interviewing for a job as a doctor.  When did I grow up?