Check out this perspective from EPIP member and leader, Christi Tran: The smell of alcohol burns my nostrils, and the cold metal of the stethoscope unnerves me as it traverses my back. Still, I sit in silent confidence, my legs dangling off the edge of the examination table, my hands sticking to the paper I’m sitting on. “So, Christine,” the doctor says, “looks like it’s time for your annual shot. Can you please turn around and take off your jeans for me?” (more…)
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