Scholarship Season

This season brings out some of the best (and worst) things in medical school life. Derek is wrapping up his 3rd year and this time next month will be in his last year of school. Que the hallelujah choir! It's also what we here like to call "scholarship season". We'd like to say were experts, and have applied and graciously been granted more than a handful of these bad boys the past three years. But this last one, man, it wore us out. Even I was in on the ordeal. Contacting financial aid counselors, printing, faxing, and copying transcripts, letters of recommendation, and of course, proof reading and editing the dreaded essay & autobiography. Derek is NOT a writer. If you look at his undergraduate transcript you will see that he pulled straight A's in all his pre-med, economics, and high math courses and slid by with C's in the few English ones he was forced to take. It is a long, tiring process for him to write, and usually involves some kind of head and back scratch in the middle. In the end, it's always a great and well-written piece he can be proud of. So our  plea to the scholarship Gods above....be nice, okay?