My medical history has been nothing short of complicated from the very beginning. As an infant, my mother and nanny could only manage brief 45-minute naps while caring for me, as my body could only tolerate one ounce of formula per hour. Any more than that, and I would regurgitate it. Breast pumps weren’t affordable… Continue reading Dismantling Medical Neglect: A Tale of Illness, Betrayal, and Advocacy
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