-or- the nerves are getting to me
Ugh, what a week it has been. Not bad, just tense. And this weekend is going to be the worst. Likely one of the most nerve-wracked of my life. I pretty much feel nauseous 24 hours a day these days.
See, tomorrow night, at 12:01 am EST (just after midnight early Monday morning), the match results go out.
I will be happy with anywhere I end up going. It is the thought of "maybe I didn't match" that is killing me. Urology is a very competitive field, with about 400 people applying this year for ~250 spots. For example, at my interviews it was, on average, 15-20 of us interviewing for 1 spot.
But soon at least we will know. That will be good.
I hope.