Danny graduated dental school this weekend. I am so proud of him I could burst.
The first thing I noticed about Danny when we met was his big, white, giant grin. In fact, when I got home from our first encounter, all I could think about was his smile. I told my roommates when I got home that I would marry him. Two years later, I did.
Because of his perfect set of pearly whites, when I found out that he wanted to be a dentist, I thought it made a lot of sense. We started dating our third year of college, when he was just starting to get things prepped to apply for dental school. One year later, I found myself making audio recordings of things he needed to study for the DAT so he could listen to them while he worked. He still makes fun of me for how I pronounced “deoxyribonucleic acid” (turns out thats DNA, for you lay folk like me).
Neither of us understood the details of applying to dental school the first round he applied. When schools started sending him requests for their own individual application fee (in addition to a big application fee you pay at the onset) we were like no way! We don’t want to go to that school that bad, so he just didn’t pay it. HAHA. (any of you pre-dental peeps out there– just pay the dang fee). In the end we basically just counted that as a warm up application cycle.
Due to work conflicts, getting off to studying the DAT a little later than anticipated, etc etc, when he applied the second time, his application was substantially late. (pre-dental peeps- if there is one thing we can suggest that is easy to do- turn your application in on TIME.Its about the most important thing you can do). We knew the prospect of him getting in late was not super likely. So while he was at work, I started making phone calls. There was a brand new dental school here in Utah and I called them first. I spoke to the dean of admissions and talked to him about who Danny was, how delicious he is, what a great guy he is and how he is going to be the best dental student ever. (Think: Beverly Goldberg from the GOLDBERGS. ) At that point they had already made several selections for the incoming class and he told me we’d likely be wait listed.
We felt lame sitting around waiting for something to happen and decided to go teach English in China and travel around Asia instead.
When we came home several months later, he was still on the wait list. We decided literally one day before we had to move, that Danny would do a Masters degree program to strengthen his dental application. I called Roseman’s dean of admissions and told him our plan and he basically promised Danny would have an interview at the next application cycle if he did got his Masters.
So literally, the next day, we drove to Miami, FL. We started his application AGAIN (third times a charm!). It was a really tough year on Danny individually and on our marriage– very frustrating waiting around not knowing if all this work would be worth it. (meanwhile, I was studying for the LSAT and applying to law schools). We only applied to Roseman, given that his application was going to be late once again, and given the conversations we’d had with the dean there. (aside: most pre-dental students apply to as many schools as possible. Danny literally applied to one).
Fast forward to January and he was IN! And he has worked his buns off every day since. It has been very apparent to me that he really appreciates being in dental school– he stays late with patients, plans procedures late at night, goes in early, etc etc.
Congratulations Dr. Danny! You deserve everything.
Especially more kiss than you bargained for: