Dr. Margaret Aranda always believed in being a healer. In her eyes, healing wasn't only about her profession, but it was adding to quality of life of her patients; more often than not, even when those people weren't her patients officially. She had strong and humanistic principles when it came to her profession. Then she has been through an incredibly difficult chain of events that brought her where she is in life, now. With a life-changing car accident, she became one of those patients she always cared for.However, the science of medicine was inadequate to diagnose what her illness was. While fighting for her own life, trying to go around the insufficiency, irresponsibility, or simply insensitivity of some other doctors, who were supposed to help her, she had to face some of the ugliest aspects of medicine industry herself. She had to experience the situation of the most helpless patients from first hand.Since she was a strong believer of God, eventually, she realized that Lord was making her understand some very important matters in healing, and that she should and could help other people even more. With her extensive knowledge in medicine, she reached to a point where she diagnosed her own situation, instead of depending other doctors who failed her. Then she found some fellow doctors who were as idealistic as she was, and she managed to raise the quality of her life.Just like that phrase, What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger, in her own word, being one of those one in a million people, who always refuses to give up, who fights for just one more minute, Dr. Margaret Aranda is back to life as stronger than ever. She understands that being a doctor isn't confined between the walls of a surgery room. In this book, along with her expert knowledge on medicine, she tells us her story of an amazing battle not only against death, but also those who don't realize the importance of their professions.
About the Author: Dr. Margaret Aranda was born in Santa Monica, California and was a 'Valley Girl' during adolescence. While raising her six siblings, she was on Granada Hills High School Swim Team; she ran away from home and graduated high school at age sixteen. By age 19, she acquired California Cosmetology and Real Estate licenses. Despite the lack of support, domestic violence, and an alcoholic spouse, she became the first doctor in her family. Seemingly followed by various adversities, her husband left her during her first year of medical school, taking their child. She eventually obtained custody of their son and graduated Keck USC School of Medicine. She became Vice President of the HouseOfficer's Association at Los Angeles County-USC Medical Center, rotating through the Jail Ward and getting assaulted by a psychiatric patient who put her in a military chokehold. Struggling as a truly single mother, she earned grocery money by scrubbing toilets for a law office until she transferred to Stanford. She graduated Stanford School of Medicine's anesthesiology and then critical care Fellowship. Her first 'real' job was as Assistant Professor of Anesthesiology and Traumatology at the Perelman School of Medicine at the University of Pennsylvania. Her professional career continued with research and publications. She was granted an additional Assistant Professorship of Radiology, leading to her position as Interim Chief of Anesthesiology at the Philadelphia VA Medical Center, during 9/11. Her father got Alzheimer's disease, so she moved back to California. As Assistant Professor of Anesthesiology and Radiology at David Geffen School of Medicine at UCLA, a tragic car accident befell her and her daughter. At an estimated 90 mph, their truck was T-boned, spinning Margaret's brain like a centrifuge. That's where this book begins.Disabled and primarily bedridden after traumatic brain injury and diabetes insipidus (TBI with DI), dysautonomia, gastroparesis, and vertebral artery dissection, Margaret continues to her social media expertise to validate and encourage the sick and oppressed, especially the RebelPatient.(TM)