Black women’s health resilience: the hidden cost of “pushing through”
As a nurse, I have been with patients during their first breath and their last. While with grieving families, one statement that stays with me is, “At least now she/he can rest.”
This statement almost always comes from a grieving Black family who lost a family member to a premature death of a preventable or manageable disease. Why must we wait until we are six feet under to rest?
As a Black …
Black women’s health resilience: the hidden cost of “pushing through”
