🧵1. My final contribution to this matter & its deeply personal & relevant. When I was 8 my right index finger got jammed in the door & nearly amputated the tip. At local ER my mother was told they would just have to amputate….
2. Bone was visible but not fractured. She stood firm that they should suture it the best they can and at least give it a chance to heal. By the grace of God & destiny (which we will get to later) it healed. We were grateful it did…
3. It was only later I realized the disparity in treatment received. There was no call to hand or plastics & no referral to the children’s level 1 trauma center that was only 30 min away. We were by no means well off, but had private insurance…
4.Yes I healed, & my predestined path would lead me to become a surgical resident at the level one trauma center/healthcare system where I was born, which is where I should have been referred for specialty care for my injury…
5. I again acknowledge that I healed & the EM physician did the repair. But it was MY MOTHER who advocated and yes DEMANDED her daughter be given a chance. I thank the Lord for her doing so. 🧵#healthequity
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