Currently, I am being hired by clients and patients who are considered low income by society's standards, in the USA. My clinic is run by me alone and I have multiple jobs in order to be able to remain a physician for my patients and to raise my family as a single mother. I had multiple opportunities a couple years ago, where I could work at other clinics for a salary and earn more money that I ever had in my life. Something did not feel right about those opportunities and more than 1 was "just plain shady" and I could not allow myself to be dragged into that type of environment for any amount of money.
After experiencing years of homelessness in between my medical school and pre-medical education; I made a note to myself, after being treated poorly by multiple health practitioners based on demographic and yes they stated how they felt about my demographic...to-my-face- and in-front-of-my-children; I wanted to do what I could, God-willing, to be able to treat other human beings with R-E-S-P-E-C-T. I was raised to be polite and to respect my elders. I am frequently treated with disrespect and I turn that mess into a message. My message is loud and clear if you know me as a person or have been one of my clients.
On am on plan Z with my life. Paper to pen, I am going to go back through the alphabet starting with double A and double B. My body wants to give up and my mind wants to give up; thankfully my spirit has the faith of a mustard seed.
More will be revealed in this journey we call life. I share this painful truth, as others before me have done, leading to another glimmer of hope that all is not lost and a reminder to keep on trudging.