Match Day has left us in good spirits. We found out that we did match to one of the 4 programs Ben interviewed at! Where? We won't know until Thursday, but for now, a sigh of relief that scrambling is not a nightmare we will have to face.
My faith was well-placed in my husband, as usual. I told him I was not nervous at all, that I had complete faith in him, when, okay, let's be real, yes, I was a little nervous about the possibility of having to scramble.
In this last 6 weeks, he was so full of self-doubt, and was sure his risky decision had cost us our life plan. It was a little disconcerting to see my type A, confident, smart, very successful husband worry so much about this. It is so not like him to doubt himself. Last night he was practically wearing a hole in the carpet from pacing with anxiety. This morning, when he called from his current (and LAST) rotation in medical school, he was elated! He said, "I can't tell you how much it means to me that even though I doubted myself, you always believed in me and were so supportive. I am so glad that your confidence in me was not in vain." I guess I made the right decision to keep my anxiety to myself. :)