I learned as much about myself as I did about the YMCA when I tried every class my local branch offered.

One of my earliest memories is of wanting to be a doctor. I was five years old. Specifically, I wanted to be an eye doctor, like Dr. Wigton, who I had to see regularly as he monitored my progress from the exercises he prescribed to strengthen my lazy eye in an effort to avoid surgery.

Out of the clear blue sky in June of 2022, I went into full blown liver failure.

I’ve left mainstream medicine after 26 years. Or maybe I should say that mainstream medicine left me.