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Scars of Gold

When I was wearing my work uniform and work badge, what I said mattered. My words carried weight and I had the power to make things happen.


But the moment I was the birthing woman in a hospital bed, wearing a patient gown instead of my work uniform—suddenly I was simply a bed number and nothing I said mattered or carried any weight. 

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