Welcome to the
new model of medicine.

I went into medicine to heal. First, I had to heal myself.

I come from humble roots - the daughter of immigrants, one of five kids, in a family that prayed we'd stay healthy because we couldn't afford for us not to be. I still remember watching my mother add up groceries in her head so she'd never come up short at the register. That's why I became a doctor: to help equalize the healthcare landscape for families like mine.

And for years, that's exactly what I did - free clinics, a safety-net hospital, a community health center serving mostly uninsured and Spanish-speaking families. But somewhere along the way, I began to feel broken. I'd fallen for the arrival fallacy of medicine - the belief that fulfillment was waiting at the end of training - and instead found myself anxious, burned out, and pouring everything I had into a system that had nothing left to give back. I was healing everyone but myself.

So in late 2021, I made a different choice. Instead of fitting a job description, I wrote my own - a direct-care practice built on presence, intuition, and time. I trained in clinical hypnosis, myofascial release, and herbalism so I could treat the whole person, not just the chart. Today I care for a beautifully diverse community of families, and I feel whole again.