I'm a Registered Health Information Technician, or Technologist; something like that. I passed my certification exam and can legitimately post the initials RHIT after my name. Thanks, Dad, for sitting with me during my exam. I was preparing myself for the worst - failure - and somehow got a great score and passed with flying colors. I expected to pass before I took the exam, but during it - OH Dear God! - I was scared I was totally blowing it! I know Dad was helping to keep my wits about me.
Now, to use my knowledge. I've worked up a nice looking resume' for someone who has been in sales for 30 years, and now I just have to put it out there.
I still go to the office most days and work - on the resume', or cycle. Mom bought a recumbent bike for us to work on. I also look at some of Dad's work. I want to read it all. I've looked at some of the genealogy studies he was working on. I wish he was here to tell me more.
So life's changes have one-upped me for the time being. Time for me to put it together and move ahead.