Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match

Read this section in wiki for a primer on the Match.

This week is Match Week. Well, technically, only Thursday, March 18 is Match Day, when US senior medical students find out where they will be spending their residency years. Yikes!

I was telling Erika that it’s the culmination of all those hours of slaving over textbooks, the endpoint of all those board exams, and the reason for all the pre-dawn rectal exams I had to administer. So, yes, it is terrifying.

More terrifying than Match Day, however, was today, which was the notification if you haven’t matched. Not matching means that you have to participate in the “scramble” (real term!)

Now, the probability that I was going to have to scramble was quite low, but the level of crappiness (not real term) associated with having to scramble into a residency program is so high that even the slight probability was more stressful to me than the real Match Day.

At noon today, I received this email:

from NRMP Staff
to me
date Mon, Mar 15, 2010 at 11:50 AM
subject Did I Match?

Congratulations! You have matched.

Short, to the point, simple. Now that I know that I’ve matched, I am pretty calm about Match Day. I mean, I say this now. Ask me Wednesday night, when I’m trying to sleep. It’s gonna be another Benadryl night.

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