poured out before bed
“Mullberry, what is this!?”
“Hmm? What’s what?”
“Honey, you can’t do this!”
Mr. Whine thunders in from the bedroom and thrusts his iPod into my lap. I set aside my Step 2 CS study packet and stare at it blankly.
“What, my blog?”
“NO, I love your blog. I DON’T love that you’re publicizing a list of the places you’re interviewing at. That’s dangerous!”
“Dangerous?! Why? No one knows who I am! No one even knows what I’m going into!”
“It doesn’t matter. If a program director happened to come upon this and was somehow able to determine who you are based on your personal statement and your application file, and if he or she found something to take issue with in your stories or the comments here…. honey, it’s no good.”
“Sweetheart, I hardly think a program director would happen to come upon a blog with a small following and be able to make the leap as to who I am just by reading here…”
“Yeah, it’s a long shot. But do you really want to be the one holding the target nice and steady?!”
I hate to say it, but Mr. Whine is right (this time, Mr. Whine, this time).
I’d like to thank all of you who offered your thoughts on different parts of the country and different institutions and hospitals after I posted yesterday – it was very kind, and very thought-provoking. But, following Mr. Whine’s better judgment (this time, Mr. Whine, just this time!), we’ll be keeping my interview trail and residency dreams and machinations just as private as is advisable. I hope you enjoyed a day of celebrating with me the (diverse and very exciting and still growing!) list of institutions at which I’ve been offered interviews. But I also hope you’ll understand why privacy is paramount – just now and, in fact, always in medicine.
And now I’m back to a bit of study in my neck of the woods. I hope things are lovely in whatever parts you call home!