As A Nurse I Was Assigned To Treat The Woman Who Made My Teenage Years Miserable

reality of what was available to me. The choices I had made with the resources I had, which I was proud of, genuinely proud of, but which I was not going to explain to her.

I said nothing about medical school.

“What about personally?” she continued, with the manner of someone conducting a casual inventory. “Husband? Kids?”

“I have three children,” I said.continue reading …