The Match

In case you are not a Facebooker, I matched into a Family Medicine residency!  I am thrilled to be headed back to the great Pacific Northwest!

Match day itself was an experience in and of itself; one I will probably never forget.  The anxiety and buildup to this day (arguably this starts even before medical school) left many of us trembling with fear and excitement as we waited for our names to be called by the dean to come get our envelope.  I was so shocked when I opened my envelope I didn't even recognize the program at first.  But we survived!  And not too much worse for wear!

I'll leave you with a quick story my attending told me on my last day of clinical work before match day....

He's an older attending with 40-some odd years of experience.  He said he still remembers his match day all those years ago.  They handed out buttons they could pin to their white coats for the rest of the school year that read "FYBIGMI" (pronounced "fuh-big-me") and stood for "eff you buddy I got my internship."  A thinly-veiled message to any attending supervisor that the student had matched and is now coasting through to graduation day.  I can't believe they had that much snark in medicine back then!

And that's where I'm at now...a glorious month of reading books and going on hiking and backpacking trips...Ah, to finally be a 4th year with nothing to do but prepare for the big move!