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  1. Σκοπός του θρεντ είναι να καθοδηγήσει όσους έχουν αποφασίσει να (αποπειραθούν έστω) να κάνουν την ειδικότητά τους στις Η.Π.Α, ανεξαρτήτως των μακροπρόθεσμων στόχων τους. Σκοπός του δεν είναι να πείσει τον οποιονδήποτε να την προτιμήσει έναντι της Ευρώπης ή της Ελλάδας. Συζητήσεις τύπου Η.Π.Α vs Αγγλία, Γερμανία, Ελβετία έχουν γίνει αλλού, πολλάκις και καταλήγουν ευτελώς σε συγκρίσεις... μεγέθους ("όχι ΕΓΩ την έχω μεγαλύτερη, εσύ είσαι ο μαλάκας που έδωσες/ δεν έδωσες USMLE..." κτλ). Άλλωστε, ειλικρινά δεν καταλβαίνω γιατί πρέπει να εξηγήσουμε σε κάποιον που "ήδη διαβάζει USMLE" τους λόγους για να επιλέξει να έρθει στις Η.Π.Α. Γιατί "διαβάζεις USMLE" λοιπόν; Από τα συμπεράσματα που έχεις βγάλει- από όσα έχεις διαβάσει- φαίνεται να έχεις καταλάβει τις προτεραιότητές σου και να έχεις κάνει (υποσυνείδητα έστω) την επιλογή σου. Συνεπώς το να κάτσω να σου αναλύσω γιατί εγώ είμαι Αμερική και τι πλεονεκτήματα μου παρέχει μου φαίνεται περιττό. Θα αρκεστώ στο να σου πω ότι αν δεν είσαι έτοιμος να τα δώσεις όλα και να 'ρθεις, ειδικά με την κατάσταση όπως διαμορφώνεται (αυξηση ιθαγενών αποφοίτων), καλύτερα να μην προσπαθήσεις καν.
  2. Είναι και Halloween εδώ πέρα, δεν μπόρεσα ν' αντισταθώ.
  3. Όταν είδα ότι το πράγμα πήγαινε προς τα'κει, έστειλα περίπου 70 μέιλς σε πανεπιστημιακά προγράμματα για ερευνητική θέση στον τομέα που με ενδιέφερε. Ήμουν τυχερός και βρήκα, άμισθη βέβαια. Έτσι όταν ξανάκανα αιτήσεις πέρυσι είχα πολύ, πολύ καλύτερη τύχη. Σε συμβουλεύω να κάνεις το ίδιο.
  4. Με το δεδομένο ότι υπάρχουν πολλά προγράμματα που λειτουργούν σχεδόν αποκλειστικά με IMGs (στο categorical path τουλάχιστον), προσωπικά θα λάμβανα υπόψη αυτή τη "φήμη" με πάσα επιφύλαξη... μην ξεχνάτε ότι οι Αμερικανοί επιλέγουν προγράμματα με βάση τι τους συμφέρει γεωγραφικά φερειπείν, έχουν εντελώς άλλα κριτήρια από μας. Δε νομίζω ότι IM προγράμματα θα θέλουν να ρισκάρουν να μείνουν άδεια ή κατά το ήμισυ πλήρη βασιζόμενοι μόνο και μόνο στις ορέξεις του κάθε US graduate.
  5. Τα USMLE θα σου κοστίσουν με πρόχειρους υπολογισμούς περί τα 4000 ευρώ και αυτά για τα πρώτα δυο. Το δε step 3 είναι για να μπορείς να ασκείς χωρίς επίβλεψη την ιατρική και οι περισσότεροι το περνάνε είτε στον πρώτο, είτε μετά το τέλος της ειδικότητας (κάποιοι κ πριν αρχίσουμε, για να φύγει από τη μέση). Για να πετύχεις καλά scores, πόσο μάλλον 99/99, πρέπει να αφιερώσεις σχεδόν εξολοκλήρου ένα εξάμηνο στο κάθε step (καλά, το clinical skills, aka step 2, part II). Τα βιβλία είναι ακριβά αν τα πάρεις αυθεντικά, ενώ χρειάζεσαι κ εξάσκηση σε τράπεζα ερωτήσεων (άλλα 200 για το κάθε στεπ). Τώρα γιατί μετά από όλο αυτό το παλούκι-φέσωμα θα επιλέξεις να πας Γερμανία/ Ελβετία, πραγματικά μου διαφεύγει. Αν θες να πλουτίσεις το βιογραφικό σου, κάνε έρευνα ή πιάσε δουλειά.
  6. Στείλε 60-70-100 email σε πανεπιστημιακά, μεγάλα και πιο μικρά προγράμματα, σε ανθρώπους που ασχολούνται με το αντικείμενο της έρευνάς σου. Ανεξαρτήτως μισθού είναι μια δίοδος για να καταφέρεις να τρυπώσεις στη χειρουργική, αν όχι στο ίδιο νοσοκομείο, σε άλλα. Το λέω επειδή ξέρω παιδιά που το κατάφεραν, καθώς κι από προσωπική πείρα. Από 'κει κι έπειτα, μπορεί να πληρώνσεσαι, μπορεί και όχι. Εξαρτάται από τα κονδύλια που έχουν να διαθέσουν και από το πόσο σε χρειάζονται. Αν μπορείς να το αντέξεις πάντως οικονομικά, μην κλείσεις την πόρτα σε άμισθη έρευνα. Θα το εξαργυρώσεις σε συνεντέυξεις μετά. Trust me
  7. If you mean when putting on the space suit, right before she (*spoiler*) blows the Alien out of the airlock, you're right. She's mumbling "you're my lucky star".
  8. Civilservant Η παρουσία σου στο φόρουμ έχει γίνει ανεκτή παρόλο που η θετικότερη αντίδραση που έχει προκαλέσει είναι η αδιαφορία. Η ανοχή μου προσωπικά αυτή βασίζεται κατά το ήμισυ στην ελευθερία του λόγου και κατά το άλλο μισό σε φιλανθρωπικά αισθήματα (ο νοών νοείτο). Χάρη σε αμφότερα ο λογαριασμός σου παραμένει ενεργός. Ωστόσο, σου έχει διευκρινιστεί επανειλημμένως (και σε προσωπικό μήνυμα) ότι εφόσον το 90% των δημοσιεύσεών σου ξεκινά και καταλήγει στο ίδιο θέμα, θα χρησιμοποιείς ένα και μοναδικό τόπικ που σου έχει (χαριστικά) αφιερωθεί. Εσύ παρόλα αυτά φαίνεται είτε να το αγνοείς, είτε να το ξεχνάς αυτό. Τίποτα από τα δυο δεν είναι δικό μου πρόβλημα. Θέλω να σου ξεκαθαρίσω λοιπόν (από πλευράς μου, οι άλλοι διαχειριστές δικαιούνται να ενεργήσουν όπως κρίνουν), ότι αν ξαναδημιουργήσεις καινούριο τόπικ που θα ανακυκλώνεις τον ίδιο ημι-καταληπτό χαβά περί Εβραίων, ο λογαριασμός σου θα ανασταλεί και το φόρουμ θα σου δείξει δια παντός την πόρτα της εξόδου. Προς αποφυγή σύχγυσης το παραπάνω δεν είναι αρχή/ αφορμή συζήτησης. Δε συζητώ τίποτα αυτή τη στιγμή κι ούτε πρόκειται. Ή θα συνεχίσεις στο δικό σου τόπικ ή θα φύγεις. Διάλεξε και πάρε.
  9. Το greekmeds είναι και πρέπει να παραμείνει ανοιχτό σε όσους, ανεξαρτήτως κλάδου, θέλουν να συμμετάσχουν. Μερικά από τα πιο αξιόλογα μέλη που πέρασαν από το φόρουμ δεν είναι γιατροί. Η λύση δεν είναι να ρίχνουμε πόρτα σε κάθε "άσχετο", ανεξαρτήτως προθέσεων. Στο κάτω-κάτω σε spamming επιδίδονται και άτομα που προφασίζονται τουλάχιστον πως έχουν σχέση με το χώρο της υγείας. Το θέμα του "lernede" θεωρείται λήξαν. Γνωρίζω για τις πολλαπλούς του λογαριασμούς, γιατί εγώ τον ανάγκασα να τους ανοίξει, ακυρώνοντας τον ένα μετά τον άλλο -αφού δε συμμορφωνόταν με τους κανόνες του φόρουμ. Όλα του σχεδόν τα ποστς έχουν μεταφερθεί στις αγγελίες και έχουν ενωθεί σε ενιαίο τόπικ. Όταν και αν ξαναθελήσει να διαφημιστεί, του έχει διευκρινιστεί ότι θα χρησιμοποιήσει το τόπικ του και μόνο. Το ίδιο έχει συμβεί και με άλλους χρήστες που μπήκαν για τον ίδιο ή παρόμοιο λόγο (μαθήματα Γερμανικών και μετέπειτα αποκατάσταση κτλ). Από 'δω και στο εξής τέτοιου είδους υπηρεσίες, αλλά και θέσεις εργασίας θα διαφημίζονται στο χώρο που πρέπει (αγγελίες). Αν κάποιος δε συμμορφώνεται μ'αυτό, τότε ναι, θα τρώει πόρτα.
  10. Είμαστε ήδη σε διαδικασία... συνεννόησης με τον εν λόγω χρήστη, ο οποίος και δήλωσε ότι θα συμμορφωθεί από 'δω και μπρος.
  11. Προς διαφημίζοντες θέσεων εργασίας για ειδικευόμενους και ειδικευμένους γιατρούς, αλλά και μαθημάτων ξένων γλωσσών: Το παρόν υποφόρουμ ΔΕΝ ΕΙΝΑΙ ο κατάλληλος χώρος για τις δημοσιεύσεις σας. Σας παρακαλώ να δημοσιεύετε στο υποφόρουμ "άλλες αγγελίες". Εκεί θα βρείτε τα προηγούμενα τόπικ που ανοίξατε, τα οποία σας παρακαλώ και να χρησιμοποιείτε "απαντώντας" σ'αυτά α) με καινούριο ποστ όταν έχετε κάποια καινούρια προσφορά β) με τη λέξη "up" όταν απλώς θέλετε να τα επαναφέρετε. Οφείλω να σας προειδοποιήσω πως τα τόπικ που θα δημοσιεύονται παράταιρα εδώ, την πρώτη φορά θα μετακινούνται και τις επόμενες θα σβήνονται (με κυρώσεις στο λογαριασμό σας). Ευχαριστώ
  12. Σας παρακαλώ να σταματήσετε να δημοσίευετε την ΙΔΙΑ αγγελία περισσότερες από μια φορές. Τόπικ για ορθοπαιδικούς, τόπικ για αναισθησιολόγους. Ποστς και για τα δυο στο "ειδικότητα στη Γερμανία". Φτάνει. Μια αγγελία αρκεί, την οποία μπορείτε να επαναφέρετε όταν περάσει κάποιο χρονικό διάστημα. Δεν είναι δυνατόν να διαβάζουμε ΚΑΘΕ μέρα το ίδιο πράγμα. Το εμπεδώσαμε. Είμαι σίγουρος ότι οι ενδιαφερόμενοι θα επικοινωνήσουν/ έχουν ήδη επικοινωνήσει. Ευχαριστώ
  13. Νομίζω ότι πέρα από τη γλώσσα, θα πρέπει να αντιμετωπίσεις και το Αλτσχάιμερ. Δε θυμόσουν ΚΑΘΟΛΟΥ δηλαδή ότι έχεις ξαναρωτήσει ακριβώς το ίδιο πράγμα και είχες 2 σελίδες απαντήσεις;
  14. Remy Fincher

    Let's sing!

    Σε παρακαλώ να μην ανοίγεις τόπικ μόνο και μόνο για να ποστάρεις ένα τραγούδι. Έχουμε ήδη αρκετά θρεντς (εδώ και στο Περί Ανέμων) γι'αυτό το λόγο.
  15. Please remove the link to the movie- if it's an actual working link that leads to illegal downloading and not a dummy link for explanatory purposes. This is *not* a warez site and we could get in trouble for this.
  16. Remy Fincher

    Up To Date

    UTD 18.3 portable did not work on 7 64 bit, that's true. But 19.1 portable, the demonoid one in fact, works. Maybe the version's the problem.
  17. Remy Fincher

    Up To Date

    I have win 7 64bit and utd 19.1 portable works just fine.
  18. I don't know who my story would help. I don't know who would want to read it. What I'm pretty sure of is, when I was in your shoes, "you" being all the poor assholes currently studying for the Steps, I skipped stories like mine. They were too depressing. People in the state you're in prefer or rather need to read about the glorious double 99s, the unlikely prematches, the thirty-five-year old graduate that triumphantly matched against all odds and now makes 300 thousand a year in sunny Florida. These are the stories you want to hear and this is not the story I have for you. My story doesn't have a happy ending. Hell it doesn't even have a particularly happy beginning or middle. And frankly, I don't know what good it'll do to you as a cautionary tale either. But if you want it, or even expect it of me as a sort of "thank you", as part of "giving back to the community", fuck it; you can have it. But bear this in mind; you were warned. I was a mediocre student at best, but smart and disciplined enough not to fail too many classes. As a result, I graduated on time; five years and ten months, not a day more, with an average of just over 6,5. Real fucking achievement as that was, it came with a twist; admittedly I didn't know much Medicine. And ignorance made an added motivation for me to study for the Steps, because, by revising, again and again, pretty much everything I should have learned the previous six years and then by being repeatedly tested on it, I would eventually reach a level, perhaps not of excellence, but of competence. In other words I firmly believed when I'd be through with the USMLEs, in the very least, I'd be in a position to keep somebody alive, diagnose them or maybe even treat them. By now that is the only one of my aspirations to come true. After graduation and three months of rightful summer vacation, I printed out bootleg copies of Kaplan for Step 2 Clinical Knowledge, got a bunch of colorful highlighters and off I went to Ippokratous 15, 2nd floor in an attempt to mercifully extend my student life. In retrospect, that too was a reason for me sitting the USMLEs. Hundreds of suckers still struggling to get their diploma and there I was, Dustin-fucking-Hoffman in the "Graduate", secretly longing for an arrest in my development, for a chance to be essentially care-free for just a little while longer. I wanted to buy myself more time, to clinch on my fading belated teen years, fearing they'd been the best of my life and now were behind me. I meant for time to go back and stand still in the days when, after class- if I had any, I went to have coffee, then lunch, then a cigarette break, then coffee again, then another cigarette break, all that nicotine- and caffeine-fueled mental and palatal masturbation interrupted by, well, studying to get a 5 or a 6. That's all I wanted, all I needed and most of the time all I got. (To confirm what you read ten lines above, yes, I inverted the sequence of the Steps. No, it didn't do any harm, nor was it more difficult. In fact, contrary to the widely accepted and advised strategy of sitting them in sequence -and I quote: "with Step 1 you learn everything you need to for 2 CK"- sitting them in reverse is actually smarter. If 1 gives you 70% of CK, 2 gives you 50% of 1 and 1 is so much broader in scope and material. So, with half of 1 already done, you have a chance to look further into the basic sciences. Plus, it's more convenient if you've graduated recently, because by then who the fuck can remember what an "ectoderm" is anyway.) I also thought it would be a good idea to add a little research background to the mix. Initially I planned to do a Ph.D, but upon realizing that included staying in Greece for three years and doing full-time work to achieve something meaningless outside or even inside the country, I changed my mind. I settled for being a "research fellow" instead, for whatever it's worth. I was entrusted with collecting data for a retrospective study, doing patient documentation for KEELPNO and writing a case report. CK took me five, very, very difficult months. I'd bought a copy of First Aid and by the time I was nearing the exam, it was twice as thick as the original, its pages filled with my scribblings on whatever white space I could find around the text and with paper notes tucked in between them. What's more, I created what I named "The Book of Job"; it was essentially an empty phonebook, where the letters were replaced by topic initials. In there I used to write everything I kept failing to remember as well as material and mnemonics from USMLEWorld, on which I practiced for the better part of three months. Eventually, it got to the point where "The Book of Job" in essence became a condensed, hand-written version of "UWorld". Boy that came in handy and it sometimes still does. One day, in late April, I went to Thessaloniki to sit 2 CK. On that train I kept listening to Danny Elfman's "Alice in Wonderland" score, identifying with Alice, going off to fight my own "Jabberwocky" or whatever the fuck the name of that dragon was. It was funny, because not since Panellinies had I thought of exams as battles to be won. It's kind of sad -or ridiculous- on a sound mind, but at that point I needed all the strength I could get and if movies could provide that (and they never, ever fail me), so fucking be it. I was Aragorn in the final stand for Gondor, Robin Hood fighting off Nottingham's troops, Ryan landing on Normandy; I was going into battle determined to chop motherfucking heads off and take no prisoners. 2 CK was the longest 9 hours of my life, but training on UWorld made it much more bearable. I skipped the tutorial, I already knew the interface. I took a 5- or 10-minute break every 2 blocks. My pre-exam diet as well as break snacks consisted of crackers and tea, fearing anything else would and probably would have given me the skitters. Damn my IBS. Coming out of the Fullbright building, strolling along the port, on my way to "Ruby Tuesday's" and the biggest burger I could sink my teeth in, I had the feeling I'd done rather well- perhaps too well for my sake. I was never accurate at assessing how well I did in exams, so for all I knew I could have fucked it up royally. I got a 96. So now it was time for CS. It was supposed to be the easiest- and who am I kidding, it was the easiest of the three. That of course doesn't mean it's in itself easy. As the name of the exam suggests, you must have skills to show. I chose Atlanta, GA; it was south and sunny, it had free slots, there was a direct flight via Delta, a nice motel 5 minutes away from the exam center and I had this mental image of myself enjoying a nice glass of bourbon on a porch with some old, hatted, bearded Southern gentleman, at sunset, while his daughter, the Southern Belle/Vivien Leigh lookalike, would bring us platters of fried chicken wings with barbecue sauce. Then perhaps she'd let me have my way with her in the bushes of their rose orchard. From behind. Yeah... Well, that didn't happen. But I painted a nice picture there... really nice... OK, where was I? Oh, right, the exam. If you download the video tutorial from USMLE.org you'll get a very good idea of the do's and dont's. In the beginning it seems almost scarily complex and easy to miss or do something against regulation. But it's a routine to be practiced and learned, like dance steps for an immensely boring soiree which happens to be your debutant ball: knock on the door, wait 3-5 seconds, enter, introduce yourself, shake hands, smile, dress the actor, put a stool under their feet and proceed asking the "LIQORs" and the "PAMs" and the "FOSSes". Then perform a very focused exam, say your assesment, answer any questions and out the door to write the note. I practiced all that with my girlfriend, my sister and her boyfriend. Soon I got the hang of it, though I could never get fully used to it and I always, always missed something. I went through First Aid for CS twice and by the second time I'd compiled a very essential walkthrough. I made some additional notes and pointers by trancribing the Kaplan Lectures for the CSA exam. When I got to Atlanta, a walk in the park it was not; I could tell some of the actors were giving me a funny look. They were probably baffled by my accent, wondering of what depraved exotic origin this motherfucker could possibly be and how dared I pollute the space their homegrown American girls and boys rightfully occupied. But make no mistake, only a few were cold and indifferent. Most were pretty nice and they were good actors. The exam itself lasted about 7 hours and the first 2 flew by - as opposed to the computerized tests where time weighs on your shoulders from very early on. Of course even in the CS after a while, you're starting to feel it, but the whole process is thankfully over right before the feeling becomes unbearable. Then you go outside, you smell the fresh air, you wonder what the sun is still doing up there and off to your motel where you order a club sandwich with curly fries and a mayo dip, a hard drink and some good hotel porn. And cigarettes too, I mean, if you booked a smoking suite. Results of CS are usually available within six weeks, but each year there's a new schedule. I sat CS on May 26th. I got the results back on August 17th. I had passed. I started preparing for Step 1 in mid-June, I wanted to have some time off in-between. Initially I was shocked at what I had to study and how unhelpful First Aid for Step 1 was. It was basically diagrams, tables and indexes, with very little text compared to the one for CK. I tried the Kaplan videos, but it took me 2 minutes to make notes of 30 seconds worth of time, so I said "fuck that". I went back to the old, tried and true recipe of Kaplan lecture notes, FA, UWorld (from about late July to early August) with some much helpful insight from... Moutsopoulos/McPhee and Asteriou. Seriously. I would never have understood Immunology or Metabolism if it weren't for these books. I finished Basic Sciences first, then I essentially revised CK with an extra dose of therapeutics and I did that again and again until I had completed four passings of each. My approach up until that point had been "pass the exams, do good, then worry about the ERAS and the NRMP and shit". What's more I was pretty sure I could register at both in October or November (true, but NOT adivsable). So when at the end of August I realized it would take them 4 weeks minimum to upload my letters (which I didn't even have at the time), I panicked. Fortunately I got the letters shipped in no time (via ELTA no less), tracked them through OASIS and finally was relieved to see them uploaded in ADTS by the end of September, along with yet another translated copy of my medical school transcript. Now all I missed was a Step 1 score. I sat Step 1 on October 5th, in Kallithea. I now knew the drill and my anxiety was minimal. I answered question after question with an ease that at first made me cautious; had they saved the worst for last? But vignette after vignette, block after block, almost nothing made me pause and think much, with the exception of the occasional statistics where I didn't have a clue beyond the basics, so I didn't really give a shit. I finally finished, almost an hour early. And when I went outside that evening, I knew it was over. I got a 98. I learned the results on October 27th, I applied to 50 programs on October 28th, then 13 more about five days later. I insisted on paying for them myself. I had specifically researched every program and spotted those that claimed to "not require US clinical experience". I made an excel sheet of them, listing contact info, salary, benefits, application deadlines. And I sent out my applications hoping for the best. Poor, poor pitiful me. I should have seen this coming. After all, come to think of it, I had applied on our National Day of "No". I spent the next two months waiting and pretty much enjoying myself. After all, I was entitled to it. Some answers came, they were all negative. But from the bulk of them there was no word. Zilch. Nothing. Everyone I consulted on that, said that was a good sign. "If they weren't considering you at all, they would 've notified you by now" said some of my wisest, down-to-earth friends. I found this both comforting and logical too. After all I had paid 25$ per application, so in my eyes they at least owed me the courtesy of expressing their disinterest in a free email. By January I had 17 negative replies and no others of either kind. I started to get antsy so I posted at other forums and the response I got was something like this: Johny Johnson: "You're an IMG with no 99/99, no US clinical experience and you applied in late October? What the fuck did you think was gonna happen? That you would get an interview? LOL!" Jack Jackson: "And you're still waiting for an invitation? LMAO!" Remy Fincher: "But don't I deserve a written rejection at least?" Robert Roberts:"You don't deserve shit! The programs don't owe you shit! They don't have to reply if they don't want to. But I'll tell you what, you look like a nice kid, why don't you call them up and ask what the status of your application is and beg them for an interview" And so I did. I filled my Skype account and started calling all over the Eastern U.S. Some programs didn't answer, others told me their interview slots were already full, others even went on saying that if I hadn't had an invitation, then I should have gathered they weren't interested. Some had an entirely different issue with my application (a conversation with a program coordinator in Florida went something like this): PC: "We can't consider you for a position, because you don't have a visa." RF: "But surely, if you were willing to offer me a position, the ECFMG would sponsor a visa.." PC: (laughs) "Right, but we're not going to offer you a position." Out of that hassle, I managed to get an interview in New York and a one-month observership in Connecticut. The interview was for a program that offered 40 positions, but had interviewed 600 applicants. I went there in my brand new 500$ suit, made the best impression I could, sent three "thank you" emails the very same day, then a signed, Fed-exed letter 10 days later stating they were my #1 choice (all advised by the Amazon-recommended 5-star book "200 Rules to get a Residency Match"). I did everything right this time, literally by the book, at least I tried to. Which is what made me have just a tiny glimpse of hope, that maybe, maybe they would rank me highly enough. That maybe the impossible would happen, maybe I would get to be that guy that matched after only one interview and people would read about me in Greekmeds and would rejoice and my underdog story would fill them with hope of their own. I didn't stand a chance. And the only thing I regret is ever hoping. If you don't hope, you don't get dissappointed; just, once in a blue moon, you're pleasantly surprised. So I didn't match. I didn't find anything on Scramble either, despite seizing 65 programs all over America by air, land and sea (a.k.a fax, email and ERAS). What is more my case report got rejected by both journals we submitted it to, the study I undertook seems to be dead in the water and I got a very impatient KEELPNO employee waiting to have her patient records. My GERD is back. And I have no clue what to do with my life, where to go next or what to do. I'll try next year, that's for sure and maybe this time around I'll do things differently. There's one thing I'll definitely do differently. I won't listen to anyone. I listened to people saying IM was unattractive to Americans and all I had to do was get good scores. They didn't tell me about the Indians, Pakistanis, Iranians, Chinese and all the others with double 99s and years of research in the US vying for the same positions (and getting them); And who said Americans don't like IM, anyway? I listened to people saying programs usually reply to you. For their information, they don't have to and many don't even bother. I listened when programs claimed to have a November/December/January/ May (!) deadline. This deadline evidently does not apply to guys like you and me. I listened when programs also claimed to not require US clinical experience, but then afterwards they rejected me due to lack of it. I listened when programs also claimed to give equal opportunities to US citizens and foreigners alike, then went on to shut their door on my face because I didn't have a visa (how the fuck would I get a visa without a job?) From now on, I'll do as I please. I'll chart my own course and pay no attention to either the pessimists or the optimists, the naysayers or the goodie-goodies, those who doubt me and those who are "sure" I'm going to get a pre-match next year. I get that a lot nowadays. People are sure I'm going to match next year. I'm not sure. You shouldn't be either, about yourselves. Because if there's a lesson to be learned from my story is that the Universe is ruled by Randomness. I don't doubt there were people that did get pre-matches or did match with no US clinical experience or did match after only one interview or even did receive replies from most programs they applied to; but I was not one of them. In fact thousands were not one of them, but then again many were. So upon deciding to put yourselves through this wretched ordeal to meet your fate across the Atlantic, please keep in mind (or don't, what the fuck do I care?) that you could fall in either category. You could be either. Which one you want to believe you'll fall in is a choice I leave to you. But remember: If you don't hope, you don't get dissappointed; just, once in a blue moon, you're pleasantly surprised.
  19. Εγώ έχω μια άλλη απορία: αν διαπιστωθεί ότι υπάρχει Έλληνας στο faculty ενός προγράμματος, ερχόμαστε σε επαφή μαζί του/ τον πλησιάζουμε ή θα θεωρήσει ότι είμαστε λαμόγια Έλληνες που επιδιώκουμε ρουσφέτι;
  20. Δεν ξέρω για iPhone, ίσως ο φακός και η ανάλυσή του είναι καλή. Πάντως με DSL-R, έχουν ακουστεί και γίνει αρκετές προσπάθειες και το αποτέλεσμα είναι πολύ εντυπωσιακό. Πάντως μια καλή high-def κάμερα δε θα την άλλαζα και ειδικά μια σαν κι αυτή.
  21. Actually I sort of have good news. Αφού τους πήρα σβάρνα στα τηλέφωνα σήμερα, μέσω Skype πάντα, τα αποτελέσματα ήταν: α) Μια συνέντευξη στη NY β) Τέσσερις μου είπαν ότι ακόμη επεξεργάζονται αιτήσεις γ) Τρεις με βάλανε σε λίστα αναμονής, ό,τι κι αν σημαίνει αυτό δ) Περίπου δέκα δεν απάντησαν στο τηλέφωνο, επομένως θα ξαναπάρω συν του ότι θα μπω στη FREIDA, θα πάρω σβάρνα όλες τις Πολιτείες που σνόμπαρα (από Λουιζιάνα μέχρι Κολοράντο) και θα πάρω τηλέφωνα, θα δω ποιοι δέχονται ακόμη και ποιοί ενδιαφέρονται. Επίσης γράφτηκα στο electronic residency και προετοιμάζομαι για το scramble. Εν ολίγοις ακόμη το παλεύω.
  22. Ευχαριστώ πολύ για τη στήριξη και τα καλά λόγια. Αν όλα αυτά συνέβαιναν 2-3 χρόνια πριν δε θα με ένοιαζε (αν υποθέσουμε ότι τέλειωνα τότε), αλλά... είναι δύσκολοι οι καιροί για πρίγκηπες. Ένας χρόνος αμισθί στην Αμερική για να αρχίσω του χρόνου τον Ιούλιο δεν είναι αστείο καθόλου, in this economy. Οι γονείς μου θα με στηρίξουν, απλά ήλπιζα να μη χρειαζόταν να το κάνουν, όπως πίστευα ότι θα ξεκινούσα επιτέλους τη ζωή μου. Anyway, καλό μας κουράγιο σε όλους, σε όποιο πόστο κι αν είμαστε, υποψήφιοι, interns, residents, fellows.. η ζωή δεν τελειώνει εδώ κ φυσικά αστειευόμουν όταν έγραψα ότι θα αυτοπυροβοληθώ. Έχω αρκετά Xanax στο συρτάρι μου
  23. Ναι, έχω σκεφτεί... α) το scramble, για το οποίο ξεκίνησα πορτφόλιο σε μια υπηρεσία έναντι 625$ (δεν τα πλήρωσα ακόμη, δεν είναι έτοιμο) β) να πάρω κάθε ένα από τα περισσευούμενα προγράμματα κ να τους ικετέψω να με πάρουν για... μούτσο, μέχρι του χρόνου. γ) shoot myself. δ) να πάω στη Γερμανία, που έχουμε κάνει αποικία όλοι οι απόφοιτοι του ΕΚΠΑ '09, then shoot myself How does any of that sound?
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