March 6, 2011
Narrative's Medicine
One of the stranger places I've given a talk was a cluttered, windowless conference room on the obstetrics floor at St. Vincent's Hospital in New York. Along the hall, open doors revealed women in various stages of labor. My audience was dressed in scrubs, beepers in hand. I was there to speak as a parent, not a professor of English, in a lecture series. A genetics counselor at the hospital had invited me and another mother to tell our stories. My child Henry has Down syndrome, and I have
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