We were all bonded by this nameless woman whose life we were desperately trying to save. The urologist, a grizzled older man with whom I had nothing in common except a medical degree and this patient, rested his hand on my shoulder. "You done good," he said. And then he added, "those bastards." I knew he was referring not just to the physician who did this procedure, but to everyone in society who had contributed to a disadvantaged woman finding herself in such a desperate situation. Read more >
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