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Chasing the White Coat: A Promise to Try Again

  • Writer: Harini Sundar
    Harini Sundar
  • May 1, 2025
  • 2 min read

This interview assessment is a little different, because, right now, I don’t have enough interviews to answer all the questions. But maybe that’s exactly why this matters.

It’s easy to lose sight of your goals when life crowds in. I think I let other responsibilities take the front seat while ISM sat quietly in the back. That’s going to change.

I’ve decided to carve out thirty minutes each morning—right before school—to reach out to professionals, follow up on calls, and slowly build the momentum I lost. Consistency is key, and I know that now. I’ve already been working hard during class time, and I’m determined to keep that energy up. Every second counts.

My next step is to actively expand my list of contacts. I’m ready to start calling and UTSW is next on my radar. It’s full of professionals who might just give me a chance, and I owe it to myself to try.

There’s also prospecting. Though I couldn’t go this time, I’ve already made plans to go out soon, resume in hand. I’m going to prepare and map out hospitals, print copies of my resume, and practice what I’ll say before I step into those lobbies. It’s nerve-wracking, yes, but I’ve seen others do it, and I know I can, too.

One thing I am proud of is keeping the contact list updated. It’s a small thing, but it’s something I’ve held onto even when things felt a little discouraging.

In the end, this is what I know: I truly want to be a mentee to a pediatric surgeon. This is the dream, and I’m not going to let fear or fatigue pull me away from it. I’ve made myself a promise. I will put in the work, to stay hopeful, and to try again.

 
 
 

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