I'm 3 days behind in recording my rotations, but I'll get to that later.
Today, a long journey finally came to an end.
After 4 years of rigorous course work...
summers spent being a science camp counselor...
3 years in a research lab...
months spent taking Kaplan MCAT Prep Course...
26 practice MCAT's...
spending thousands applying to medical/osteopathic schools...
an MCAT score below his target...
months spent re-studying and re-taking the MCAT...
getting ready for spring senior finals with a chemistry major...
withdrawing applications to medical/osteopathic schools...
figuring out a new plan of action...
deciding to take a year off...
getting an MCAT score to be proud of...
re-applying to all of the medical/osteopathic schools...
moving to North Carolina...
trying for months to find a job...
having to figure out how to spend time while his girlfriend was busy with school...
making new friends at work...
waiting to hear back from the dozens of schools re-applied...
finally getting that first interview...
finally getting that first acceptance...
getting wait-listed to his top choice...
and waiting... waiting... waiting...
Errol has FINALLY been accepted into
UCF College of Medicine! The College promises to be the future of medicine in Florida, with state of the art equipment (it's only 4 years old), progressive teaching styles, and is strategically centered in the middle of hospitals being constructed.
There were so many times Errol felt disappointed, hopeless, and that nothing would ever just go right. I don't know how one person can go through so much stress, disappointment, and uncertainty. But it has been my job to support him through all of the ups and downs. I like to say that I have done so to the best of my ability. He has persevered through numerous trials and tribulations, and he can now say that he is a future MD.
Only thing left is to celebrate! I'll be taking him out to
411 West, which is the closest place I have seen here to
Leonardo's 706.