Aaron Leigh Horton/The Mesh Warrior
Like many of you, I am many things to many people.
I am a wife; a mother to one angel baby; two step-kids & three fur babies; a daughter; a sister; an aunt; a grand-daughter; a god-daughter; and a friend. When Mesh came into my life, I faltered and failed in a lot of those roles. But as the daughter of a mesh-injured woman, I’m learning how to do things a bit differently now, and I’m gaining a new set of skills to be part of my mother’s and my family’s recovery. If you are mesh injured and find your that most treasured relationships just don’t work like they used to, you’re not alone.
There are many who can help. I’m just one of them.
Most importantly, I am a PATIENT ADVOCATE, for those injured by transvaginal mesh and for others who've been preventably harmed by our failing healthcare system.
But, I was also a waitress once. And then a few more times after that.
Another time I was a “Senior Account Supervisor.” Sounds mildly important, but not too threatening, huh?
Once I worked in a gift shop. I cleaned a lot of glass shelves.
I have been a food judge for the State Fair of Texas for going on 6 years now. I recently got promoted from Candies/Truffles to One-Pot Meals. I’m pretty stoked.
I was a Marathoner. Once. No really, like I ran one marathon. I have the shirt to prove it!
Love all types of animals, and I am one who unabashedly travels great distances with a piece of luggage containing a well-dressed, 15-pound “Porkie.” For car rides, my German Shepherd-Chow mix, Gabby, as well as sister, Juniper, the American Redbone Coonhound come along. The Chow mix is way more civilized and well behaved than the decked-out Yorkie or the purebred and rare Coonhound. They like to hike and camp with my husband and me.
Currently, I beg daily for household approval from our "Pack of 5," for a tiny pig. No “yes” from the husband on that one . . . yet, and the rest of the pack thinks "tiny pig" means "toy" or "snack." The Pack is not listening, and currently, I am out numbered!
Though life goes on, my greatest desire is to be of service as a patient advocate; to educate my community and yours; and hopefully, to be part of the reason that our collective voices will be loud enough to change healthcare so that patients are put before profits, and that patient outcomes - as defined by an improved quality of life - becomes the norm, not the exception.