The setting was definitely not ideal, especially considering the fact that 90% of the call was spent discussing a hypothetical patient who was a train wreck health-wise. This particular interview was with a primary care physician in Folsom, CA, and it was an extensive 1.5 hr telephone conversation that I had while seated in the backseat of my sister’s car as her husband drove me, Jami, and Roxanne to a Thanksgiving party in Bodega Bay. Each of the interviews went very well, but one interview was exceedingly more challenging than the others. By the time I returned home for Thanksgiving I had secured the three interviews that I mentioned in my previous blog. see*.Ī round of phone calls to family/friends, and a Facebook status update later, and I was back to the job hunt. I hurriedly logged on to their website, and the home page was plastered with the only thing I needed to C, err. The results of the exam came 12 days later in the form of an email from the NCCPA stating that my score was available for review. 14th, 2015, the day I took the PANCE, all of my hard work came to fruition when I came in like a wrecking ball and ruined that test like Miley ruined her public image. I worked my ass off over the last 28 months, and on Nov. Truth be told, it wasn’t dumb luck my exam score was well above the minimum required to pass. In other words, I am officially a certified PA, AKA, Anthony Ambrosino, MSPAS, PA-C! *Insert longest humanly possible sigh of relief here* Somehow, by some stroke of profound luck (or some epic mistake), the National Commission on Certification of Physician Assistants (NCCPA) has certified that I passed my board exam, and the state of California is in the process of procuring a license for me to practice medicine.
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