It wasn’t until I was in the midst of naturopathic medical school that I realized one of my favorite games as a child was to pretend I was some sort of medicine woman. I would imagine that there was someone who was very sick and needed my help and proceed to forage in the back yard, filling one of my mom’s old jars with various weeds, sticks, and rocks, topping it all off with water from the hose. It seemed that it was normal for most of the adults in my life to be in and out of the hospital, taking medications, and never getting better. I wanted to help them.
Eventually my own health problems appeared. Chronic digestive issues showed up in college, followed by a growing myriad of other mysterious symptoms. My doctor was fantastic, yet there wasn’t a diagnosis. There were medications to mask the symptoms, which only made things worse. I was young, ate what I considered to be a healthy diet, and exercised. Why did I feel so terrible, and why couldn’t anyone help me? I wanted to help myself.
After completing my degree in Biology from Ball State University, I found a career option which I never knew existed: Naturopathic Doctor. These were the doctors – the healers – who could help people like me and my family. I knew without a doubt that I was meant to be a naturopathic doctor. I chose to attend National College of Natural Medicine in Portland, Oregon, the oldest naturopathic medical college in North America, where I earned my doctorate in naturopathic medicine.
This journey has left me with a special place in my heart for those who feel stuck and frustrated with their chronic health issues. Through my own health struggles and those of my loved ones, I have traveled both the roads of health deterioration and healing. I want to help those who are ready for their own healing journey.