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#WeBelong, Day 6 of 7

A Friday on Grady wards

Him: "How is 1PM for rounds on our new patients?"
Me: "That works."

Your head whipped up from the computer when we said that.

Him: "Cool." *standing up and turning to the team* "Okay, peeps. Go get some lunch. See you at 1."
Everyone stood up to go and began filing out of the team room. Except you. You stayed put and began punching a text into your phone.

Me: "You packed your lunch?"
You: "Umm. . . actually, yeah."
Me: "Wow, you're far more organized than I was as an intern."

I began to make my way to the door.

Me: "See you at 1."
You: "Okay."

Your mouth turned upward in a forced smile. The screen on your phone lit up with a text.

Me: "You okay?"
You: "Me? Oh. Yeah."
Me: "Okey doke."

I decided not to probe.
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#WeBelong, Day 4 of 7

Hospital ward, circa 1998

*knocking on the wall*

Me: “Hello. . . Um, are you. , .”

I reconciled your name on my note card. You looked up at me with an inexplicable expression.

You: “Yes?”

Your eyes narrowed in suspicion. And I bristled.
I stood up taller and cleared my throat in an effort to increase my psychological size. You placed your crossword puzzle face down on the tray table and raised your eyebrows.

Me: “Um, yes. My name is Dr. Draper and I’m one of the doctors that’ll be caring for you.”
You: “You my doctor?”
Me: “I am.”

Just then, I noticed you release the tiniest, almost imperceptible inward sigh. Which was admittedly surprising to me.

Here’s why:

Your pecan complexion and greying temples mirrored those of my own family. This wasn’t what I expected.
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#WeBelong, Day 2 of 7

Grady wards, 2009

Pt: “Hey Doc Manning, you got any crumbsnatchers?”
Me: “Yup. Two wild ones.”
Pt: *squints* “Ooooh! They ain’t wild, is they?”
Me: “Chile. One of ‘em fell out last night in the toy aisle at Target.”
Pt: “Whaat? Lawd!”

My team looked puzzled.

Me: “Hold up. Do y’all know what a crumbsnatcher is?”


One of the interns spoke first.

Her: “I mean, from context clues, my guess is . . is it . . . kids?”
Pt: *points* “Ding-Ding!”

Me: “Yeah. Kids. Usually little ones. ”
Pt: “Yeah and the type that cut the fool out in public.”


Student: “Cut the fool?”

The patient and I exchanged glances. Then we exploded in laughter. So did the nurse who was flushing his IV.
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#WeBelong, Day 1 of 7

I considered myself one of the ones who knew. Knew what to say and what things weren’t cool.


I spoke your pronouns with my whole chest. Bent over backwards to prove that I was one of the good ones. And, for the most part, you seemed appreciative.
I felt like I was affirming you. And modeling all the the things that should be modeled.

Then one day we were talking about a transgender patient on rounds. And, while gender had nothing to do with why she was hospitalized, that aspect kept taking center stage.

I could feel things getting weird. You shifted on your feet and stared at a spot on the floor. That’s how I knew.

Then someone said something that made you look up.

Them: “Well, this patient is still, you know, transitioning. Like from male to female.”

This patient.
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I cannot get this shameful video out of my mind today. Attacker yelled “You don’t belong here.” But doorman’s actions said same thing when he shut door on a broken woman lying on sidewalk. We as a nation need to talk about bystanders to hate (THREAD) #WeBelong #StopAsianHate
When that door closes, it sends a clear message. It says I’m not going to help. It says this is none of my business. It says to the woman, you don’t belong in this building; keep your problems outside. It says this is not my responsibility. 2/11
I feel like this is so metaphorical to the challenges we face as a nation right now. We as a society are having a crisis of empathy. What we are losing is that important sense of sharedness. Whether that is shared experiences, shared truths, shared space, shared identity. 3/11
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I remember it like it was yesterday. A page came while I was working on the wards as a resident. It was my program director.

Her: “I need you to come by my office so that I can speak with you.”
Me: *freaking out* “I can come now if you want.”
Her: “Sounds good.”

Before I could stop it, the narrative began in my head:

“See? The other shoe has dropped. They know what you’ve worried they’d find out all along.

That you aren’t who they think you are. Or rather you are who they think you are. And now it’s being confirmed.

Told you.”
I started trying to counter it. To fight back against that pesky, persistent #ImposterSyndrome voice:

Me: “I didn’t do anything wrong. I’m a good resident. Not the best resident. But I am a pretty okay one.”
Voice: “You don’t even understand vectors on EKGs.”

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Juliana came to the United States as a seven-year-old, crossing the border from Michoacán Mexico with her four-year-old sister. Her father, who had been living in California for years, was essentially a stranger to her and she soon learned she wasn't safe with him. 1/9 Image
Juliana is one of thousands of young people in CA who have Special Immigrant Juvenile Status (SIJS), a form of humanitarian relief for immigrant children placed in the custody of a state agency or person appointed by a court bc of parental abuse, abandonment, or neglect. 2/9
In 2018, Public Counsel joined @manatt and @lccrsf in filing a class action suit challenging an unlawful policy by the Trump Administration that would have denied humanitarian relief like SIJS to hundreds of immigrant children in CA. Juliana was one of the class members. 3/9
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My parents immigrated from India in 1971 when I was 3 years old. They chose America to be our home, learned a new language, embraced new traditions, and sacrificed to give their children a shot at the American dream. Image
I was 15 yrs old when a kid on my school bus told me to “go back where you came from.”
This is my home and my country. I proudly took an oath of allegiance when I became a naturalized citizen. My family has worked hard to give back to this nation that welcomed me as a little girl.
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