Congratulations! This years residency match is over:-)
What a relief that I never have to relive that event again. Ever. My nerves can only handle so much excitement and drama.
I remember the absolute feelings of fear. Will he match? Will he match some where we want to live? Will it be close to our family? Will we know anyone? Will the people be nice? Will they have a Chipotle?
I had at least four different plans that had been previously worked out that were ready to be put into action the minute the news was received. I was probably a little over confident and had my heart set on one location in particular because it felt like home. Something about it seemed to call to me. Mind you I had never been in the state other than an airport layover years earlier. I had seen pictures that my husband had taken during his rotation and interview there. The location was far from home, and the climate was like nothing I had experienced before.
I knew before the match results were in that it was where we were going. We were supposed to be there. I could feel it in my bones.
Thankfully I wasn't disappointed, but I easily could have been. There are so many working parts to the match. Any one of them could have derailed our dreams. My husband assured me that he would match. But there is no guarantee than anyone will. We have good friends who didn't match the first time and had to scramble! Scrambling is about as much fun as the name implies.
We feel lucky that it worked out the way it did. The city we moved to was good for us in so many ways. We had been married for two years and had a small son. We grew up during residency, if that is possible for a pair of grown-ups to do. Rather we matured.
I am so excited for all the families who are starting this next adventure in the pursuit of medicine. Residency is about so much more than medical training. It is relationship and marriage refining. It is human development and social experimentation. It is strength AND endurance training.
I hope that you will look back on these years as some of the best of your life. I used to roll my eyes at the people who would say that about difficult years, but now that they are mostly behind me I can see what they mean. I wouldn't trade those 6 long years for anything:-)
P.S. They won't be the best because they are easy. Trust me, they won't be easy. They will be the best because you will discover who you are, what you are made of, and what you can do. Your husband will find that out for himself, too.