In 2002, I decided to pursue a career in ultrasonography. It just came to me one day. I have no riveting story to tell about how I got into the field. Like most, I assumed ultrasounds were exclusive to OB, but I was wrong. I was very lucky to slip into a vast career that has brought me as much joy as heartbreak, and an abundance of eye-opening insight into how healthcare has changed over the years. Women’s healthcare, in particular, everybody knows about this by now.
Living in Los Angeles at the time, I enrolled at West Coast Ultrasound Institute, School of Medical Imaging and Nursing not knowing if I would like it, but I was determined to try and apply myself. I was 27 years old with not a single responsibility in sight and restless AF. There was no better time. I needed the brain stimulation and something new in life.
As I pulled into the parking lot on my first day, I was nervous about making friends and finding a potential study buddy to help keep me on task. I noticed a woman raced in ahead of me, blasting music, abruptly steering her ride into the nearest parking space. ‘Maybe that’s my future study buddy/BFF.’ I thought.
As I walked closer, I covered my eyes visor style blocking the sun, and read her bumper sticker. “IF YOU’RE GOING TO RIDE MY ASS, MIGHT AS WELL PULL MY HAIR!”
Nope, not my study buddy or my BFF. ‘Stear clear of her.’ There has to be someone else!
Not much later, I found her! My new BFF and study buddy. I’ll call her C. C was tall, athletic, and naturally stunning. Smart as a whip, take no shit, kind of woman. Little did I know it would only be a short time later that I would see C’s vagina in all its glory. She delivered a baby girl and I got to see the miracle unfold. I felt so honored to be invited to witness such a profound moment! That experience changed my life. I knew I wanted to be a part of something, anything helping women.
After working and going to school full-time, I made it through our courses with impressive grades and jumped into the field ready to save lives one at a time.
I’ve worked at small community hospitals, large healthcare giants, and private outpatient clinics throughout my career and have stories to tell and lessons to teach.
“Bumper sticker” didn’t make it more than a couple of months… she just wasn’t built like us. We are a tough bunch!
Stay tuned!
