Time to start seriously considering a pair of cowboy boots and preparing myself to live in a city with humidity again. Why, you ask? Well….
This past Sunday was the much-anticipated internship “match day” in which all applicants who applied to dietetic internships log on to see if they matched (or didn’t match) to a program. It was a day that was lurking over the horizon all semester and was always in the back of my mind. If you’re a regular around here then you’ve been following my journey in the process of applying to dietetic internships for the past few months.
(If you’re new, here is more of a background on my career journey).
I tried my best to hide the fact of how stressed and nervous I was about it all, but it was really difficult. All the blood, sweat, and tears I’ve shed the past few years all came down to this weekend when I found out my match results. I’m proud to announce that I’m (officially) going to be a Registered Dietitian (in the near future) and matched to:
Baylor University Medical Center Dietetic Internship
and will be moving to Dallas, Texas in August!
I’m beyond excited! It’s truly an amazing feeling to know that all my hard work is finally paying off. This is such an incredible opportunity and a great program, I feel honored to have matched to it.
I know what you’re thinking….Texas? I thought you lived in Arizona? Before you jump to conclusions, here is a bit more info about how I ended up there (and how I felt on match day)….
Match results are posted online promptly at 6:00 p.m. CST (4:00 p.m for me, thank goodness) for all applicants. This is the only way that applicants are notified of the results, and the website usually crashes as thousands log on to view the results.
I was confident going into it this weekend, but I also knew in the back of my mind the fact that only about 50% of applicants get matched to an internship. Add a variety of external variables (such as the number of applicants each program gets, the strength of those applicants, and how you rank the programs) and the odds decrease even more.
I wasn’t nervous until around 3:00 p.m. on Sunday when I realized the fate of my future would be determined in an hour…no pressure! I tried to distract myself by doing homework (I had an exam on Monday) but let’s be honest, I couldn’t concentrate on anything except my match results. More than anything I desperately wanted confirmation that all my hard work paid off.
Was I nervous? Of course. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t. I knew I had a great application, but I also knew there were many great applicants (including most of my classmates). At precisely 4:00 I didn’t waste any time to check my results. I didn’t care if it took me an hour to login to get it. I just wanted to know. My cortisol levels were through the roof…
I was shocked to login in on the first attempt and my heart raced as I clicked the terrifying “match results” button on the homepage.
When the site loaded, I was greeted with this message:
My first reaction: “Ahhh!!! I did it!!! I matched!!!!!!!”
My second reaction: “Ahhh!!! I’m moving to Texas!!!!”
My third reaction: “I can officially say I’m going to be a Registered Dietitian in the future, what a relief!!!!”
(Excuse the excessive use of exclamation points, I had to emphasize my excitement).
I am so honored to have been accepted by such an incredible program at Baylor. I applied to Baylor because it has a strong reputation, clinical concentration (with unique rotations), and has a 98% pass rate among interns who take the RD exam. They typically receive around 115 applications for 12 internship spots, which means I had less than a 10% chance of getting in. I am so honored to have matched to this program, it is all so surreal.
Location was another factor. I have been to Dallas many times and have family and friends there, and the familiarity of the city was comforting for me. I had a long talk with Greg at the beginning of the application process and we both agreed it wasn’t worth it to go through the stress of applying and only apply to programs in Arizona. I wanted to maximize my chances of getting an internship, and strategically applied to programs that I really liked.
To someone on the outside, it might seem crazy that I am uprooting my life and relocating to Texas. But that is fine because I don’t expect anyone to understand. My own mother doesn’t even understand the difficulty associated with matching to an internship, but she supports me and thats the most important part. All that matters is that I worked so hard the past few years and this is what I want to do. And I will do anything to do it. Anything.
It’s been a whirlwind of emotions the past few days, and it is finally starting to sink in. I can’t help but feel so lucky and honored to have this opportunity. As I returned to class on Monday morning, my heart went out to all of my fellow classmates who did not match. I don’t know why I was surprised, I knew what the statistics are of the amount of applicants that get matched. The surprising part was the number of people who have outstanding grades, experience, and more that did not get matched. I feel so blessed!
Time to dust off my umbrellas and rain boots and toss my humidifier (obviously won’t need to bring that), and start apartment hunting in the Lone Star State.
[Cowboys Stadium, circa 2010]
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