Finding My People: A Journey to Urogynecology

People ask how I ended up a urogynecologist, and the honest answer is that I tried a lot of other things first.

In the ten years after college I had several careers. Marketing director. Pharmaceutical rep at Eli Lilly. A stretch traveling through Central America. College fundraiser. House parent. None of it was wasted time. Each job taught me something about who I am and the kind of work I wanted.

The question I kept circling back to wasn’t “What should I do?” It was “Who are my people?”

I got my first answer as a pharma rep, sitting in OBGYN offices. I felt at home there. I liked the people, the rhythm of the work, the way the conversations went. By the time I started medical school in my thirties, I already knew where I was headed.

Training sharpened it. I found I’d rather care for women past their reproductive years. I’d rather operate than deliver babies. And I wanted to help healthy people get their quality of life back, not manage one crisis after another. Urogynecology gave me all three.

Now I’m two months into a new practice in Green Bay, and I’m grateful. This community has been generous with my family, and it’s made me feel I’m in the right place.

My career has never followed a plan. It’s come from paying attention, to myself and to my patients, and trusting where that led. Starting this practice, I feel like someone who found his people.