I had something entirely different in mind for my post this week before Saturday happened. And I considered going with my original idea except that every time I sat down to write or even so much as think about my original idea, I felt blocked by the reality of Saturday's tragedy in a synagogue in Pittsburgh. For anyone who, like me, often prefers blissful ignorance and needs a quick update: At 10:00 am on Saturday morning, a gunman entered the Tree of Life Congregation synagogue in Pittsburgh and opened fire, killing 11. Not only was the community gathered for Shabbat morning services, they were also celebrating a baby naming: Eleven lives were taken Saturday morning. Two other worshipers were injured and four officers also were injured. Among those killed: Middle-aged brothers, an elderly husband and wife and a grandmother nearing 100. Many of them had gathered for a naming ceremony, which marks the beginning of a baby's journey in the Jewish faith.
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The results of The Match were scheduled to be released to the applicants at 12 pm EST on Wednesday, October 10. At precisely 11:56 am that day, I walked into a kindergarten classroom to teach music, praying the butterflies in my stomach wouldn't fly out the moment I opened my mouth to sing.
Halfway through the period I used my phone to play a song for the students and saw the subject line of an email from J’s aunt in my notifications: “Mazel tov!” We matched, I thought to myself. But where? Nine months ago the online application system opened for Surgical Critical Care, the specialty in which J decided long ago he wanted to do a fellowship after residency.
Eights months and two weeks ago, J submitted the Surgical Critical Care common application, indicating over thirty programs to receive it, most of them on either the East Coast or the Midwest in places we could reasonably consider living for a year. Six months ago, J flew out to Chicago for the first of what would be many interviews. Twenty-two in total, in fact, the last of which was one month ago. Two weeks ago, J submitted a ranked list of all those programs in hopes that the Match gods would look favorably upon the top of our list. In two days, we find out where J's education will take us after Residency. |
AuthorNashira is a music teacher and proud Small-Town Jew who, after surthriving six years in Brooklyn for her husband's surgical residency, is finally back in Wisconsin where she belongs! At least until the end of the two-year surgical fellowship, that is. It's a wild ride, and she's ready to tell you all about it! Archives
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