Standard of care
is the floor.
Not the ceiling.
Longevity science, patient advocacy, and what it actually looks like to take your health seriously.
When my sister Jackie suffered a brain aneurysm one week before her due date, I didn't have a title or a curriculum. I had a waiting room, a legal pad, and the realization that the standard of care wasn't going to be enough. What I learned — I couldn't unknow. And I couldn't keep it to myself.