A patient called me the N-word
Editor’s note: This article contains a racial slur crucial to the writer’s story.
It took only 57 hours of working as a new attending physician in Charlottesville, Virginia for a patient to call me the N-word.
Fifty-seven hours. In fact, a racial slur found me before I found the shortcut to the hospital cafeteria. So, when torch-bearing White supremacists gathered downtown earlier this year, I saw more confirmation of my conclusion that …




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