Surviving the Match

After some of the most stressful and anxiety producing hours of my life, I got an email with FOUR little words: "Congratulations! You have matched." I thought that once I had this email all of the knots in my stomach would go away, that I would feel a wave of calmness and happiness wash over me. Oh no... those knots are still there and the anxiety although orders of magnitude less is still gnawing away. Three more days until the final word of where I will be. The countdown continues but at least we know that the outcome no matter what will be a job in July. Time for a glass of wine or two.