Who would have known I’d be in the emergency room on a random Tuesday just conveniently at 1:08am? Probably you. If you’ve been following me on this wild journey, then you know that I’m a frequent flyer at Abbott Northwestern Hospital. I hate to admit it but I know 90% of the cardiac team by first name and even manage to squeeze in impromptu coffee dates with some while picking up refills of my highly-priced medication.
One of my biggest fears has successfully become my reality. I knew about the possibilities and this was always an acronym that was talked about amongst the doctor visits and kitchen counter top – CMV. How to prevent it, the risks, and all other things involving this disgusting inconvenience were things I knew. But here’s the thing… I never planned for this. CMV never made it to my nightly routine or next Saturday’s plans. How do you even plan for something so uncomfortable? It’s like knowing your destination but referencing a roadmap that doesn’t make sense. CMV was indeed distant cousins to transplant rejection and best friends with misery.
I never thought I’d be doing this… Yet alone be telling you about the hardest yet most rewarding decision I’ve had to make. As I mentioned in my newsletter, I’ve decided to take a different route in terms of my career choice. For those of you that have been with me from the beginning you that becoming a successful Fashion Publicist has always been my dream. I mean heck I went to Iowa State University and studied Marketing and Public Relations with a minor in Fashion Design. But before I come clean with what I’ve been looking into, lets get into the facts. Who and why do people change careers?