For any event, panel, meeting, or conference you're planning, I'm asking that you specifically task someone with looking at all of your materials to confirm that you are consistent with titles.
Here's why:
2/ It's not unusual to see a flyer that offers a full title for say, a non-minority male person beside a truncated/wrong one for say, a Black woman. Or a title with all honorifics for one person but something more ambiguous for the other.
Do I think it's malicious? Nah.
But.
3/ It's too common. And it's not super affirming when you've worked really hard to get where you are against a lot of built-in obstacles.
So. I'm asking everyone who is over planning anything to start checking. I'm imploring you to assign someone the task of making sure.
Yup.
4/ I am not being facetious. I'm serious.
Also.
I get that some don't care about this. And mostly? Since I know exactly who I am, I generally used to take that approach.
But.
For women and those from historically underrepresented groups? This is bigger than ego.
Yup.
5/ See, your announcement is a form of representation. Med students see it. And the entire pipeline sees it.
Yup.
So, yeah. I've awkwardly spoken up for myself several times in the last year. Not to throw shade. But quite the contrary--to shed light.
Feel me?
6/ What you also don't know is that, even when it isn't us, we notice. The mysterious absence of the "MD". The "Atlanta-based physician" next to the 4 line academic titles for the others. We always, always notice.
Even when we're just in the audience. And we feel it, too.
7/ Let me also say this:
This isn't aimed at any particular event. Nope. I'm sharing this because it's so, so pervasive. I figured I'd tell you instead of texting my Black friends only.
And sure. I know that a non-minority can share an example this happening to them.
However.
8/ When a system was originally designed for you? It hits different than it does for us.
It does.
So planners:
Appoint a triple-check person. Because while diversity is a fact? Inclusion is an act.
2/ Her: "You know I had #COVID back in April of '20 when everybody was getting it."
Me: "Oh wow. Did you get pretty sick?"
Her: "Sick enough to be in my bed for a few days. But mostly it was just inconvenient for everybody that live with me, you know?"
Me: *listening*
3/ Her: "Folk don't talk enough about that part. The way she bust a groove in all your plans even if you don't get real sick."
Me: "Yeah."
*silence*
Me: "So. . . . I'm surprised after all that you weren't first in line to get vaccinated."
Her: *shrugs*
Me: "So. . .Ms. Hodge. . .uh. . . what exactly were you doing when this happened?"
Her: *smirks and does a body wave in her bed* "Getting it ON, baby."
Me: *chuckles and shakes head*
Her: "Oh, I'm serious."
*name changed
2/ Her: "People thing jest 'cause you up in age you ain't got no desires. But that ain't true, see."
Me: *nodding* "I hear you, Ms. Hodge."
Her: "You better hear me! 'Cause I be GETTING mine--even in my 80's."
She snapped her fingers and did another body wave.
*laughter*
3/ Her: "How old are you, Miss Manning?"
Me: "I turned 50 last September."
Her: "You got a lover?" *squints eyes*
Me: "Uhh. . .I guess my husband. . is uh. . my lover."
Her: *curls lips* "Well. I hope y'all be taking care of each other." *does body wave again*
Me: "What questions do you have for me?"
Him: "None. I'm straight."
Me: *nodding*"You straight?"
Him: "Straight up."
*chuckling*
Him: "Man. When I got to the hospital? Shit was straight crazy."
Me: "Straight up?"
A wave of mischief twinkled in his eye.
2/ Him: "Straight up, doc. That ambulance said they was coming here and I was nervous. I was like, 'I ain't been in a car wreck. Take me someplace else.' No shade."
Me: "And they took you straight to Grady didn't they."
Him: "STRAIGHT to Grady."
*laughter*
3/ Him: "But real talk? I was wrong about y'all. Y'all got me straight."
Me: "See? And here you was thinking all we could do was car wrecks and traumas.” *pause* “Now you just have to keep all these appointments straight."
Him: “Hey is that primary doctor you got me straight?”
1/ At @EmoryMedicine, our curriculum includes a 4-year longitudinal connection of 8-9 classmates assigned to one faculty advisor in “small groups.”
I’ve been an SG advisor since 2007 and it has been—hands down—one of the most rewarding things of my career.
Like, for real.
2/ Every other year since ‘07, I’ve been assigned a new small group.
Yup.
It’s sooo cool to meet them on their first day of Med school and then get to hood them on their last day! (My commencement tears have become legendary.)
Ha.
3/ Yesterday, I got to welcome my 8TH small group to our SG fam. And I swear, y’all. It’s like anticipating a new baby coming.
Here’s why:
Because now I know what can unfold over these years. Not just in medical school but beyond. It’s sooo magical.
You: “They stay talking’ ‘bout how everybody could get that shot if they want it. All they got to do is walk in.” *making air quotes* “But that’s some bullshit.”
Me: *listening*
You: “That AIN’T all you got to do.”
You folded your arms in a huff.
2/ You: “Like, you go up in there and it AIN’T straightforward. ‘Specially at the regular pharmacies.”
Me: “No?”
You: “I mean, not if you ain’t good with filling a bunch of stuff out on line. Plus you got to have certain information.”
I stayed quiet. You went on.
3/ You: “I mean yeah, it IS some folks who dead against that #COVIDVaccine—but it’s a whole bunch of folks that would get it if it wasn’t so got-damn hard.”
*silence*
Me: “So, like what would be best? In your opinion?”
I placed my stethoscope upon a quiet chest recently. Flashed a penlight into eyes where pupils did not respond.
My fingertips rolled over the curve in the neck where a carotid pulse would normally offer up a reassuring thump--but felt nothing.
Nothing.
2/ Just cool, quiet skin.
This patient was severely ill. The family and patient had chosen a "Do Not Resuscitate" order to allow a natural transition. So, once it became imminent, no one fought it.
No code sirens.
No cacophony of ACLS.
Just a peaceful acknowledgment.
3/ The illness was far too mighty and swift to allow a transfer to hospice after leaving the ICU.
The family stood vigil for those first few hours. Then exhaustion set in. When it happened, no family was in the room.