Institutional betrayal in medicine nearly broke me
The morning it happened, I had just come back from a run. It was a beautiful day. I was training for a marathon, grateful for my life. I came home and stepped into the shower. A family member I had…
The morning it happened, I had just come back from a run. It was a beautiful day. I was training for a marathon, grateful for my life. I came home and stepped into the shower.
A family member I had welcomed in my home had a psychotic break and violently assaulted me with a kettlebell. The surgeon offered to schedule the repair of my severed tendon for the following morning. I …
Institutional betrayal in medicine nearly broke me




















