In 2003 I had my spine fused with two titanium rods, and then in 2009, because of all of the pressure and tension in my back from the rods, and also from the crazy stress of my job, I actually tore my spine. I couldn’t walk. The furthest I could go was from my bedroom to my bathroom, and then from my bathroom back to my bedroom. I couldn’t drive. I certainly couldn’t work. And there was really not that much I could do. It was in that moment that I knew that I couldn’t have a 9-5 job anymore, and I couldn’t work for someone else anymore, because I needed the freedom to take care of myself when I needed to.