Thoughts about becoming a doctor
This article is the second of a six-part series:
- First Decisions: Deciding to become a doctor
- Apply Yourself: Undergraduate studies
- The Academic Eating Contest: Medical school
- Identity Crisis: Specialty choice
- Keep Your Nose Above Water: Surviving residency
- Living the Dream: The transition from training to practice
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Getting accepted to medical school was a bit more complicated than enrolling at the university for undergraduate studies, where apparently the only requirement was that I be a state resident with a pulse. The medical school application required prerequisite courses, standardized testing, multiple letters of recommendation, application fees, and traveling for interviews.
The first obstacle was the undergraduate course work, which actually I didn’t think was so hard. Dealing with all of the obnoxious pre-med students was the real challenge, as they filled up the seats in the enormously large amphitheater classes and only seemed to care about what topics were going to be on the exam. These students were intimidating, competitive, and laser-focused on the goal of getting into medical school. I also detected a certain disdain for them among my professors and among the other students. My reaction was to become a “closet pre-med,” mostly keeping my career aspirations to myself.