It’s a “give it to me” and “give it to me now” world. People don’t like to wait. Peruse the grocery aisles and see just how many products begin with the word “instant.” The culture is addicted to a state of instancy.

I like some of the features of instancy. I can order books instantly without leaving home by accessing Amazon. I can pay for my gas instantly by using my debit card. I can make a phone call instantly, if necessary, by using my cell phone wherever I am. I can do research for this column instantly by using Internet search engines.

Even with all the conveniences of instant gratification, there are simply some times in life when instant just isn’t going to happen.

She left home to attend college, majoring in biology with the hopes of entering medical school. She worked hard; she studied hard; she prepared well; she took the preparation course for the specialized medical school entrance exam (MCAT). She was ready.

She hoped for instant success, but it didn’t happen. Her grandmother passed away the day before she was scheduled to take the MCAT. Her family attempted to protect her from the news until after the exam was over, but by a fluke of communication, she found out 30 minutes before the exam began.

Courageously, she took it anyway, crying her way through the questions and answers. She was her grandmother’s delight and the loss was excruciating. Nevertheless, she persevered.

Her score was good but not quite good enough. Throughout the year, she patiently remained on a waiting list at two medical colleges; in the end, the result was a rejection from both.

Delayed gratification meant she had to find a job. Determined to be in a position to enhance her chances of acceptance the next year, she secured a research job at MUSC, working in the obstetrics/gynecology department. She gained valuable experience and prepared to take the MCAT again as she purposed to reapply. A second rejection followed after yet another nine-month wait, along with a deep sense of questioning whether the desire to become a doctor was realistic.

She determined to try one more time. Seeking assistance from a tutor who coached her on test-taking skills, she established a study plan that was daunting, all while continuing to work. When she could have been out with friends, she was home studying. When she could have frolicked on the beach, she was hunkered down on the beach towel with notebooks and practice tests. She knew she had to improve her score significantly to enhance her chances of gaining admission to medical school.

Waiting to hear from a critical exam that can change the course of your life is a daily marathon. One day the hopes are high. The next day the doubts and fears take over. Struggling to find a balance is one of the constant challenges.

Finally, the score arrived, with the required improvement she needed. There was jubilation but also caution. She still had to face interviews, which are crucial. Adding to that, her mentor reminded her that this time her interviews were more crucial than ever. No pressure there.

On Tuesday, Sept. 29, she received word that she had been accepted at the Medical University of South Carolina. She will begin her studies in August 2010. The excitement and anticipation is palpable.

Having grown up in an instant culture, this young lady has experienced one long journey of delayed gratification. In the long run, she will be better for it. Congratulations, sweetheart. Your dad and I are very proud of you.

T&D columnist Harris C. Murray may be reached by email at writeharris55@yahoo.com.

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