Yesterday, Saturday, November 15, 2025, I submitted my proposal to the University of Florida College of Medicine.
On Friday, I sent my very first proposal to the University of Central Florida, my alma mater.
I will continue sending proposals to the finest medical schools until someone says yes.
The United States is ready for this. But if I don't get a yes here, I will send proposals across the globe until I get my yes, because there will come a day when women will look back and ask: Why was there a time when there was no menopause specialty?
The Moment I Almost Stopped
Yesterday, as I reviewed the proposal for about the tenth time, I looked at my husband with tears in my eyes and asked: Why am I doing this anyway? I'm sure no one cares. I'm sure no one is going to look at these proposals. No one cares about menopause.
My husband looked at me and said: You care. That's why you're doing it. Your friend who called you crying…she cares. The 1 billion women suffering globally…they care.
He reminded me that I'd been working on the proposal all night and I was tired. The doubt wasn't true, it was exhaustion.
I Submitted It Anyway
So, I went ahead and submitted the proposal.
Even though negative thoughts tried to creep in.
Even though I tried to convince myself it wasn't good enough yet.
Even though fear told me no one would read it.
I submitted it anyway.
Because 1 billion women and counting are relying on this.
Because my friend who can't take HRT due to fibroids has nowhere to turn.
Because I went for six years without adequate treatment and I survived to make sure no one else has to.
This is just the beginning.
Two schools down. Seven more to go. And if all nine say no, I'll find nine more. And nine more after that.
Because this specialty will exist. The only question is who will be brave enough to say yes first.
If you're a woman who's been told this is just menopause, deal with it
you're not alone.
If you're a doctor frustrated by how little training you received on menopause care… I see you.
If you're waiting for someone to fix this—that someone is us.