I was home for the weekend for my grandma's birthday. A few minutes after we got to my mom and dad's, my mom and brother pulled me aside. "He has something to tell you". Uh, okay? He interviewed last week. He got accepted. I didn't know what they were talking about for a few seconds.
Turns out he had applied to podiatry school. He's going to be a foot and ankle surgeon. He's going to be the doctor. I remembered a few months ago, he casually asked me about all my ankle surgeries. It was odd, we aren't close, he didn't care much at the time I was going through that. But since he shares the same genetic disorder as me, I thought maybe he needed it for his personal medical history. No. He took that- my surgeries, my fucking ridiculous pain that drove ME to apply to medical school. And he used it in his interview to explain his interest in medicine. It is not true. And I didn't get in and he did.
I kept the smile on my face. I congratulated him. But I am choked up that he is reaching my dream and I'm not and that he used my experience to get himself there.
i'm sorry mary. ugh ugh, i would be so pissed and upset too.
just a q - were you applying to podiatry school? i know that's not the point of this thread, but this whole time i thought you had applied to med school (and maybe you did but please to clarify)
yes. I applied/interviewed to an MD school. his is podiatry (DPM).
Post by litebright on Oct 21, 2014 11:00:46 GMT -5
That really, truly sucks, Mary. Both that you aren't doing what you'd like to, and that he co-opted your medical history with a side of tragedy-whoring to make himself a more compelling candidate.