Just People

Orthopedic surgeon fled Vietnam at age fourteen

 

Old Lady works full-time and rescues children in between

 

My doctor doesn't know mother died from a complication of this surgery

 

Hut means house and house means mansion to the Burkinabé

 

Philippines one bed two patients and family change the pads

 

God loves me even though I have two dads?

 

Man at soup kitchen: works and loves psychology

 

The men's scrubs were too big so I made some to fit me

 

New black male surgeon in the OR highly respected

 

New white female surgeon in the OR barely tolerated

 

You didn’t have to announce that I need a bigger gown

 

Drunk teen was transformed into a pastor because the church didn’t turn him down

 

Ex-con irons his scrubs daily, taking pride in his new job

 

When we finally got a Princess she spent half the movie as a frog

 

Nonverbal patient loves conversation

 

Introvert fears speaking even with an invitation

 

Just because I'm petite doesn't mean I am not strong

 

Instead of me, they saw my girth: the initial diagnosis was wrong

 

No one makes me cover my hair, I choose to put my hijab on

 

Homeless patient’s handshake unmet, “Oh, you don't have gloves on

 

I’m not sure if the blue man who tells me where I can go is a friend or a foe

 

Where are you from?” “Chicago” won’t suffice they want to know I'm Filipino

 

Mama works steadily but we still can’t afford to rent

 

Country boy southern accent don’t mean I ain't intelligent

 

Mental health inpatients: just people in need of care

 

I’m either too light or too dark, I don’t fit in anywhere

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