Here's my story:
I was born in a one-room log cabin on the shores of lake Hoosiepawhatsit, and raised by a pack of wild carnivorous clowns. The cats took me in and cared for me when I ran away at the age of 3, and taught me everything I know about how to fend for myself. (I have still never lost the taste for small rodents.) By some hook or crook, some friendly cement gnome lawn ornaments and flamingos were having a game of croquet some time back in 19-something-or-other, and I got knocked in the head by a stray wicket (it was sticky, anyway). This led me to elect training toward being a physician. In doing so, I ended up doing a combined program at the University of Michigan for both undergrad and medical school. After the dazzle and glare of the stage lights and the roar of the crowds had settled, I wandered, partially stage-blind off to the University of Minnesota to complete a residency training program in the Twin Cities Integrated Program in OB/GYN and Women's Health. Now with a better understanding of tall, thin, blond women of Norwegian descent -- and limited vision due to the -20 F winters and unlimited snow machine sales in my neighborhood-- I pursued fellowship training in Maternal Fetal Medicine. Once I finally caught up, I found myself at Brown University Alpert School of Medicine where I completed MFM training.
Now free to pursue my own interests and ostensibly in charge of my own destiny ( minus the school loans, etc. and so forth) I recollected the wits of my cats and my spouse and moved to Boston Medical Center. Since 2007, I have been encouraging, redirecting, imploring, and cajoling patients to take better care of themselves as part of a team of Maternal Fetal Medicine physicians who specialize in high risk pregnancy conditions, prenatal diagnosis, and management of maternal disease during pregnancy. Because I've never *truly* given up my aspirations to become a doctor of medicine, my main interest is in Infectious Diseases and particularly how HIV affects / is affected by pregnancy -- thus I became the Obstetric Director of the Positive HOPE program at BMC.
The cats (and the spouse) are still around to provide sanity checks and to approve of this message.
That being said, if you actually read this, we will have to have *words*.
Your BFF,
redmed