Getting into Baylor College of Medicine (BCM) has been a dream since elementary school. I didn’t even know much about the school at the time, but was convinced that purchasing a “Baylor Bears” sports mug in an elementary fundraiser event showed my true “BCM pride.” Come to find out that I was sadly mistaken (haha, sorry for any of you Waco people), but the dream finally came true on the very cold, snowy Wednesday evening at 5:57 PM.
I finally know what people mean by having your “dreams come true.” It sounds good on paper or in conversation, but actually experiencing it is something of unmeasurable profoundness. The acceptance came in a weird way. After spending a day running errands at our family businesses, my parents and I went to Fazoli’s in Katy to eat an early dinner. After getting home, I was really lazy and decided to kick back under my comforter and watch some old Fresh Prince reruns. The house phone rang, but naturally, I didn’t bother to look at the caller ID since both my parents were home (I actually thought I gave BCM my cell phone number to call). My dad started yelling my name from downstairs, so I came storming out of my room out of frustration for ruining my Fresh Prince viewing experience, lol. He said that a friend called on line 1, but I was skeptical since I don’t give out my home number. I quickly grabbed the phone in my room, looked at the caller ID, and read: “BAYLOR CLG MEDI.”
I – wanted – to – faint. I didn’t believe it at first. Adrenaline must have flooded my system as I felt my body shaking uncontrollably, my heart racing, and my pressing need to breathe heavily after every word.
Dr. Greenberg: “Hello Rishi! I wanted to be the first to congratulate you on being accepted into Baylor College of Medicine, class of 2013!”
Me: “WHOA ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?! Thank you Dr. Greenberg for giving me this long-awaited privilege!”
Dr. Greenberg: “We’re looking forward to having you join our family! You’ll be receiving some mail from BCM in the next few days, but if you have any questions, feel free to contact us!”
…I still can’t believe that it happened. I keep looking at the caller ID trying to relive that 45 second conversation. Trying to savor the fact that this is the culmination of years of hard work filled with both accomplishments and disappointments – now I have achieved the pinnacle of my success by fulfilling the dreams of a 10 year old boy as I mature into a trainee 🙂
Addendum: Here are some pictures I took the next day around the Texas Medical Center when I was apartment hunting.