
M1 at Washington University School of Medicine in St. Louis.
Melinda Staub
TL;DR
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Latina; mom is a Cuban immigrant
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Older parent with health issues
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Applied straight out of undergrad
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Interested in gender/racial equity
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Vanderbilt University BA in Medicine, Health, and Soceity & Women's and Gender Studies
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GPA: 3.75; MCAT: 518
Update: Jan 2021
To think I have been in medical school for four whole months (2/7 preclinical modules completed!) is very crazy. It has felt like things are going very fast and like I have been here for eternity. For me, the hardest parts of the journey have been time management and organization. There are so many opportunities for extracurricular involvement at WashU and I wanted to do all of them. Additionally, St. Louis actually turned out to be a really cool city (not a barren cornfield as I had previously stereotyped) and I was eager to engage in the community and explore all the unique parts. However, what I didn’t account for was how much time I needed to study. Even though I logically knew it was going to be a lot, I was a habitual procrastinator and my new study schedule took way more time than expected. I struggled with making time for all the things I wanted and needed to do while also mentally juggling my attention between friends and family, school, and all the terrible things going on in the world. It has been a process of prioritizing and learning to say no, but despite these growing pains, there are so many great things that have come out of the med school experience so far.
The best thing about medical school has been my classmates! Everyone is so cool and so smart, and I have been able to make some really good friends. I honestly have more of a social life now than at any other time in my life. Having a support system to talk about everything from questions in class to social justice issues to favorite board games has been so nice. It has also been great to have such a tight-knit community with diverse hobbies. Since being here, I have gone on runs, played tennis, made art, baked, and tried lots of new food with my classmates. School wise, while the material has been dense, it is so fun to finally be learning information directly applicable to the future career that I have been working towards. It’s still exciting every time I walk into the hospital with my white coat to talk to patients. I have also been pleasantly surprised by my med school’s anti-racism curriculum. I was resigned to having any discussions of race or gender disparities in medicine be solely from the med students, but WashU has actually been doing a decent job of incorporating it in our curriculum and connecting it to specific issues in St. Louis. All in all, med school has been so much more than I could ever imagine, and even though there are definitely challenges it has been such a wonderful experience so far.
Background
Hi all! My name is Melinda Staub, I’m 21, from the Pacific Northwest, and am an incoming M1 at Washington University School of Medicine in St. Louis. Like many, I can’t recall a time I haven’t wanted to be a doctor. When I was little, I used to “perform surgery” on my teddy bears using safety scissors and scotch tape. I think my interest in medicine initially came from a combination of having an older father and watching my mom go to school for nursing. Because of the former, a running joke about how I would create an age reversing medicine turned to an actual interest in biology. Because of the latter, I was constantly exposed to cool anatomy images when my mom studied while she looked after me. Additionally, seeing my mom - a Cuban immigrant, English as a second language, raising a child - successfully go back to school and pursue her dreams set an example for me that I could do anything I wanted to do. Education has always been highly valued in my home. I was fortunate to be raised in a middle-class family in Vancouver, WA - a city with good schools. Growing up as an only child entertaining myself, I also ended up with a huge love of reading and a fair amount of self-reliance which I think helped me get through some of the tougher academic aspects of applying to medical school later on.
High School
I participated in an International Baccalaureate program for high school since the academics were more rigorous and had a liberal arts feel. I had the good fortune of having a biology teacher who went above and beyond for her students. She took us on field trips to a cadaver lab and to watch a live surgery; she also gave me the resources to write an independent research paper. As my academics became more important and I was trying to balance other activities like sports and volunteering, I dropped my favorite extracurricular - art - because I thought that it was not what colleges wanted to see. However, after probably too many stressful, coffee-fueled days I returned to art as I realized it is important to maintain hobbies I liked. Otherwise, I would burn out. I did not have a college counselor in high school, but I was lucky that my best friend had the very weird but awesome dream of becoming a college dean, so she helped me choose schools to apply to and edit my essays. Because of her I learned about Vanderbilt University — a school I didn’t even know existed months earlier — and had the opportunity to attend with a scholarship.
Pre-Med/College
Moving almost 3000 miles away to college without any support was pretty scary. It took me a long time to adjust. I heavy-loaded my schedule with “weed out” classes like General Chemistry and Intro Biology because I didn’t know any better, and I felt pressured to get involved in every extracurricular because I thought everyone else was. I was also working a part-time job to help pay for my school. I was overwhelmed and failed my first chemistry and calculus test. It took until the end of my freshman year to find the right studying style for me, to learn when to say no, and to find a really awesome group of friends that supported me. Additionally, during this time my father was diagnosed with cancer. It was hard for me since I was so far away. I strongly considered transferring to a college closer to home. Thankfully, through amazing doctors and insurance, his cancer was managed. Because of my dad’s diagnosis, I wanted to spend more time with my parents and spent almost all my school breaks at home rather than doing an outside program or traveling.
When I entered college I had a vague idea of what I thought I needed to do to be a good medical school applicant. I took all my science classes, joined organizations, and joined a research lab. While working in the lab for about a year and a half was good to get experience in the field, it was most helpful in showing me what I didn’t want to do - benchwork research. I also went into college thinking I wanted to major in Biology since I had such a good experience in high school, but the 200+ student lectures were not what I anticipated and lacked the application to the community factor of science that I liked. Seeking a reprieve from the heavy science course load I took what I thought would be a fun, easy class: Harry Potter and mythology. It turned out the class was actually a women’s and gender studies class. We spent a lot of time delving into feminist theory and applications in our society - especially in the context of the 2016 election. For the first time in my higher education, I not only felt like my personal identity and experiences were validated, but also I saw what I was learning immediately influence the way I viewed and navigated the world. As I switched my major, I started to learn more about gender and racial inequalities and the social impacts of medicine. This in conjunction with my personal appreciation for access to health care, 1) because of my father and 2) growing up in a bilingual family where my Abuela always asks my mom to interpret her health appointments for her, spurred me to become more involved in health equity. This was so important because I finally felt like I was doing things I was passionate about again and reignited my interest in medicine. I became an intern for the women’s center at my school, started Spanish interpreting at a free clinic, and did more sociology based research I enjoyed.
My university had objectively a very good pre-med advising program, but I do feel like there were some issues that probably come with any university’s advising program. The advisors don’t meet with you until a few months before you apply. Some medical schools have “unwritten” requirements like shadowing hours that you may not have done because of availability. Also the MCAT is a grueling process and can be hard to know where to start with studying. Advisors may also tell you to eliminate or present personal experiences in your application in a more moderate way. I was lucky to find a mentor and friend in an older student who gave me advice on applying to medical school and emphasized the importance of staying true to yourself. Without her I probably would not have made it. My school had networking events to meet medical school students and faculty mentors. While these people are really great resources, I found the a student one or two years above me was most helpful since they had most recently gone through the process.
I took my MCAT in January 2019 (I applied June 2019) and started really studying in December over winter break. During this time I basically studied all day using Examkracker and the AMCAS resources. I thought these materials both worked well and helped me achieve my goal. While the MCAT and the primary application were terrible, nothing could have prepared me for how stressful secondaries and interviews were. The amount of writing you had to do over a short period of time was overwhelming and so was the cost. I did not take a gap year so I was still in school at the time. Trying to keep up with classes and schoolwork while flying to interviews was hard to balance. In retrospect, I would have pre-written more secondaries and planned ahead with my classes so I had a lighter, more flexible schedule. To be honest, this was a hard time for me since the stress exacerbated other worries in my life. I highly suggest reaching out for support, finding coping strategies early on, and prioritizing your physical and mental health. I started long distance running to destress which really helped me.
Medical School... Almost
Overall I applied to 24 MD schools. Surprisingly, I felt like I received more interviews from my reach schools than schools I considered match or safety. For example, I thought Washington University School of Medicine in St. Louis - the medical school I am attending - was too far out of my league and didn’t even think of applying until I met a faculty member at a conference by happenstance that encouraged me to apply. It is common for pre/medical school students to feel imposter syndrome and undersell themselves, especially women and minorities, but I’m here to tell you, you’re a stronger candidate than you might think and you should apply for schools you wouldn’t originally consider.
As I am about to start medical school I have lots of moments when I don’t feel prepared especially when looking at my peers. But thankfully, talking to current students and other incoming students I am realizing that everyone felt/feels that way. I am working on learning to stop comparing myself, trust the administration and faculty that I belong here, and focus on enjoying finally learning medicine and making new friends—even if it might look a little different because of COVID.