![]() ![]() A young black man brought to the ER ward by white police officers who unsuccessfully tried forcing him to submit to medical examination for drugs reminded Harper of her own struggles as a black woman in an overwhelmingly white profession. A white male patient who had committed sexual assault on a female doctor forced the author to push past old memories of her father’s abuse and feelings of rage to see a human being in pain. A newborn baby whose death she could not explain helped her learn to open her heart and truly feel. Observations of her patients and the struggles they faced taught her abundant lessons in human brokenness-especially her own-and resilience. Braving a life on her own in a new city, night shifts in an urban hospital, and the life-and-death dramas of the ER ward, Harper began a period of intense soul-searching. After she accepted her first post-residency job, the man she had met at Harvard and later married walked away from their relationship. Determined to “fix people” rather than hurt them the way her abusive father hurt her family, Harper became an ER doctor. “black elite,” the beautiful homes she shared with her parents held a dark secret: domestic violence. Though Harper grew up a member of the Washington, D.C. ![]() An African American emergency room physician reflects on how “the chaos of emergency medicine” helped her come to terms with a painful past and understand the true nature of healing. ![]()
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