So a while back, a lovely Canadian journalist contacted me to do a profile on my shenanigans for a magazine called The Medical Post, a monthly publication exclusively for physicians that covers everything from tuberculosis treatment to travel. OK, Vogue it is not, but it is national and seen by almost every doctor in Canada.
Naturally, I had mixed feelings about having all my former colleagues learn about my abandoning ship, but the woman who interviewed me was so respectful and smart and she asked very interesting questions, so I thought this will be fine, cool even. I’d come off looking all groovy and wise and worldly.
And I did, mostly. Of course the goofy element was loud and clear, but what wasn’t loud and clear was that the cover would feature of picture of my head. Sweet hand of god, not much subtle about me now is there? I pictured me on the back page, you know, the one that nobody ever reads and gets used to sop up spilled coffee or line the compost bucket. I should have known when they asked for multiple pictures of me. So, neither subtle nor swift, me.
At any rate, it was worth it. Even if there are all kinds of docs rolling their eyes at my follies and foibles (and there are), the beautiful emails I’ve received from the docs who found my story inspiring makes up for anyone out there finding me foolish.
While I’m still not entirely comfortable as a cover girl, the kind reaction to it was a welcome distraction from covers of another kind: letters. I’ve been putting my credentials out into the universe, summarizing my skills and selling myself like there’s no tomorrow. I must say, recent depictions on magazines aside, I look pretty good on paper.
The reality is that there is a tomorrow—one that will bring definitely more chaos and hopefully continued joy. I’m excited to see where the journey takes me and I’m curious about how my career path will unfold from here on in. CEO or CFB (Chief Burger Flipper)? It’s a toss-up.
At least I’m consistent—the commitment to uncertainty and taking wild chances and middle-age mayhem remains. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: where’s the wine? It’s flowing like mud around here.
I admire you to no end :-) Bravo !!!! Well done !!! You are having a brilliant, wonderful life, and sharing it with strangers. I’m enjoying every single word. Thank you !!! (And a sweet face for a cover to boot.)
I located the piece in the Medical Post – it does you justice I think. I wouldn’t worry about those in the medical fraternity/sorority who disparage your choices. There’s always someone around who will criticize everything.
All the best with the dissemination of your CV etc. You will get bites! You’ve probably figured out by now that there are lean pickings these days in journalism. I had the opportunity some years ago to write opinion columns in one of big southern Ontario newspapers. Great fun but I kept my day job!
Seems to me that a newspaper/magazine advice columnist would be a good fit for you – analyzing affairs of the heart!
Things are happening for you, good things – so nice! I’m going to need to track down a copy of that magazine. Sometimes they are in doctor’s waiting rooms, but they’re a hundred years old :) Besides, I have no doctor – surprise, surprise …
Good luck with the job hunting!
Perfect timing — the gods are still on your side. I looked up the mag and lo! I do not have the creds to get in past the password-protected contents but I saw the cover and it’s a smashing picture of you and I’m sure the interview will generate loads of serendipitous opportunities that will lead you further on your path.
Hi There, Well now, smashing cover girl indeed. And yes the god’s of opportunity will make the way clear for a good outcome. BTW Tis St. Paddy’s Day, (all Week-end here in St. John’s,…. they will be celebrating the “wearing of the green) Sooo, May Rich Blessings Be Your Due, And A Wealth Of Friendships, Old And New, That Dear Bobbi is my wish for you. CHEERS
Happy Birthday Bobbi! I guess I’m late since it is now past midnight for you.
I hope you had a fantastic day and splurged with all your favourite indulgences!
Arlene in Alberta
Thanks Arlene!
Many writers are reluctant to particpate in publicity – that process and introspection don;t really go toegther, but the reality of building a creative career is you have to grasp every opportunity out there to talk about yourself, no matter how absurd. Forge ahead.
Thanks Bob. You know the public life well and do it so beautifully.
Nothing like versatility in this cruel world. I have a feeling something will come of this.
So, I do have the creds to not only get past the password, but also get the magazine delivered to me…and now I’m enjoying your delightful book! I have no idea what most docs would think about your choice, but given the demands of our profession, it’s a rare one among us who doesn’t want to run away from home – and work – from time to time. And some do. As a family doc, I spend a lot of time doing front-line mental health care, with functioning people trying to live their lives as prescribed…instead of living the life they really need. It’s always a breath of fresh air to me when someone does what’s in their heart to do – whatever happens, they’ll never really regret that (or at least not as much as they would have regretted not taking the chance). So keep up the good work of living a life that embraces change and adventure!