I know who I am. I should… I’ve known myself for 55 years, haven’t I?
One would think so. Oh yeah, there were those years in high school and college when, during a painful breakup (painful for who?) the only statement that could be made was “It’s not you, I’ve just got to FIND myself”. What a cop out!
It’s been said that a man is identified by many things, but most commonly, by his work. I never really thought that much about it. My work in cardiology and ultrasound just happened to agree with me so much that I didn’t mind working long hours and weeks. And so it’s been for over 30 years. I considered myself so lucky to have a job that I REALLY liked to go to everyday.
In the past 2 years, though, I have had the opportunity to step back and analyze many areas of life, especially focusing on my on life. (my prerogative, since I literally had a life altering experience). I was on medical disability for months before my transplant and have been ever since my transplant. Having worked practically every day of my life, I thought that time off would be awesome. And it would have been, but it went on TOO LONG. I don’t think I’ll like retirement. In this time, I missed a lot of “stuff”.
Now, lest you think I am ungrateful for my second shot at life, I must tell you that I most certainly am not. I am so happy to still be here. I feel like I cheated the reaper at least twice in 2010. What I missed is echocardiography, cardiology, medicine and the excitement and mental stimulation I get from that world.
Well, I’m back! I am working a small bit in marketing and sales with an old friend of mine (ultrasound systems and accessories) But more importantly, I am again active in my role in the Greater Houston Society of Echocardiography. I have attended 3 days of lectures and conferences in the past month, and I feel like I never left.
I know who I am, again. I am a Christian, husband, father, son, brother and friend. I happen to also be a Cardiac Sonographer… for life. And I am happy.
It’s good to know who you are….