Happily I received notice of my admission. Later,
I found out that less than 15% of the applicant had been
offered positions that year.
Now in the first two years of professional training,
I couldn't be happier with my decision not to give up on my dream.
My father told me that if I wanted it badly enough, I would get in. Well,
Daddy, I wanted it. So there. After graduation,
I would like to travel to another country,
possibly a Latin American country and work in a children's hospital for a year or two.
So many of the children there are physically handicapped
but most hospitals don't have the funding to hire trained staff to care for
 them properly. I would like to change that somehow.