I always knew I was supposed to help people. After ignoring my intuitions I settled for “a job and a 401k”. I was 26 years-old working 60 hours a week at the bank, 4 years into my marriage with 2 toddler boys. I was exhausted. I wasn’t happy. I certainly wasn’t fun to be around. I got home one night and my husband gave me an ultimatum. Yes, you read that right. I either go back to school/training/classes to do what puts my heart on fire, or else this marriage won’t work. It wasn’t really an ultimatum, it was a fork in the road. One of those moments that can change your entire path. I didn’t realize how much I hated what I was doing. Hated driving into the job I worked at. How that hate, dumped into my daily home life.

So I quit the bank. Gave two weeks noticed and enrolled in nursing school. Graduated in 2014 with my nursing degree and took care of trauma patients at a level one trauma center. I loved it. But I needed to be more involved. I went back and became a nurse practitioner and graduated in 2019.

I was fulfilled. But many times, I was faulted for taking too long with patients. Concerns that I would get too invested with them on a personal level arose. Now don’t get me wrong, there’s a line, but that line shouldn’t prevent you from talking with them, listening to them, learning about them. Diseases don’t happen overnight.

It’s now 2020…enter COVID. Talk about a moment in life you’ll never forget. The weirdest moment. At times the scariest. Now I’m not here to talk about COVID specifically, but because of COVID, is how I found my love for functional medicine.

I didn’t agree with how things were happening in the hospitals, disagreed with most mandates and protocols… I felt like the world had gone mad and there was no rhyme or reason for what was happening except out of fear. I left the hospital in early 2021, scared and confused that maybe I missed my “calling” after all.

I went and worked at a hyper wellness store to renew my mind, body, and soul… I was beat down. And that’s where I found functional medicine. That’s where I found that talking to patients, listening to them, finding answers to their “why’s” is what was needed and what was encouraged.

It’s been one year since I left the hospital and I’ve never been more afraid, secure, or excited about what the future holds.

I’m opening my own practice for functional medicine. It’s called Wholesome Health. I’m learning so much and love the connections being created. So here we go! It’s going to be an amazing adventure and I welcome you along!