Why Racism Is The Antithesis Of Self Development

I spent a day or so in the ER this past weekend. The details aren’t important other than to say chest pain and shortness of breath don’t necessarily mean you are about to become an ex-Life Coach and shuffle off this mortal coil. During the time I spent there I probably came into direct contact with about 50 members of staff. That’s a lot in such a short period of time until you realize I had 3 lots of blood taken, 2 chest x-rays, 2 nuclear medicine scans, a stress test and 2 CT scans over about a 24-hour period. I don’t like watching TV lying in bed and my phone service was intermittent at best so between the battery of tests and being prodded and pocked I had plenty of time on my own to think. As I lay in the hospital bed it suddenly dawned on me the remarkable diversity in terms of the people who had been there to help me. The youngest (one of the guys who wheeled me from my room to have a scan) was probably no more than his early twenties. Whereas the oldest appeared to be in her late sixties. But obviously it didn’t stop there when it comes to the disparate nature of the hospitals staff. The first doctor who came to see me was judging by his accent, Eastern European. My cardiologist was Chinese and my Attending Physician, Indian. All were first generation immigrants if their accents were anything to go by. One of the porters was from Jamaica, one from Trinidad,  another from Ireland and the rest I didn’t have long enough journey’s with to really get in...
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