Match Day 2016

Friday, March 18, 2016

Each year, senior medical students across the country eagerly—and nervously—await the third Friday of March: the day they’ll find out which residency program they’ll join after graduation. This year, Match Day was Friday, March 18th, and the American Resident Project devoted the whole month to sharing posts related to the Match.

Writing Fellow Danielle Jones has written two posts on Match Day, one from the perspective of a medical student, and one from the “other side” of interview season. Read her tips for medical students interviewing and making their match list, and then see what she has to say about her experience as a resident, sitting on the other side of the interview table.

  • Making Your Residency Match List by Danielle Jones
    When you head into your early residency interview days, you will feel like you can remember every detail of every program, but you can’t. There’s too much going on, and the season is too long and emotionally-driven to maintain a good hold on your feel of each place. Here are a few tips for surviving the interview season and making a good rank list.

  • Interview Season from the Other Side by Danielle Jones
    Something I mostly failed to realize as I waddled through interview season 50 weeks pregnant, though, was how stressful it is for the residents and staff who are on the other side. While admittedly less fear-inducing (and certainly less expensive) from this point of view, I didn't realize how important it was for the person on the other side of the table to make sure they were finding excellent future residents.

Fellow Marissa Camilon and her med school classmates just after the match, “back when we became young emergency medicine doctors.”

Match Day: Who, What, Where, When, and Why?

  • Match Day by the Numbers by Elaine Khoong
    March Madness is what we use to describe the NCAA basketball playoffs. But in the medical field, we know March as the marker of another type of madness: Match Day.
    As someone who loves numbers, I thought I would take this post to briefly reflect on a few key numbers from Match Day (and Match Day history).

  • Why Do We Have a Residency Match by Craig Chen
    Almost all practicing physicians today went through the match, but a few have told me stories of what life was like before the system. It was a free-for-all where hospitals competed intensely to recruit interns. As programs vied to get the best medical students, they started making offers earlier and earlier and asking for decisions sooner and sooner. Because there was no universal timeline for offers and acceptances, medical students often had to make decisions before they knew their options.

Reflections on Match Days Past

  • A St. Patrick’s Match Day by Marissa Camilon-Zobrist
    The world around me went silent as I sliced into the envelope and pulled out a single piece of white paper. I skimmed my name and focused on the bulk of the text.
    There it was- LAC+USC, Emergency Medicine. I looked up and thrusted the paper towards my family, speechless. Then weirdly enough, I went numb.

  • More Than Just a Name on a Piece of Paper by Kerri Vincenti
    “Open up your envelopes”, I heard my deans say. I instinctively stopped breathing as I opened my letter and braced myself for what would come next. As I read the names of the programs to myself (intern year + residency), I didn’t even realize I was crying. As anxious as I was leading up to that day and aside from all of the sacrifices I had made to make it possible, in that moment, it was all worth it; it was a moment I will never forget.

Match Day Today: "There will be Tears"

  • To My Peers and Future Colleagues on Match Day by Heather Alva
    There will be tears, because I am a crier. First choice or last choice, the ranked list of futures that I have fantasized about for months now will suddenly crystallize into one finite unknown. For many it will mean another turning point in life to decide what items are packed into a car, a rented u-haul, a large suitcase, storage boxes and shipped, driven, flown to a new nest in a new city.