Outside my door.
It was a female cough.
It seems to be a habit for a few of the patients to cough when they get into the hallway outside my room.
I have yet to hear a summation of what anyone who abuses me in person thinks I did to deserve it. Whatever other people say or hear about me, I don't know what it is, or how the coughing or other gestures are passed from one person to the next.
Because I am stigmatized to the point of being dehumanized, nobody tells me.
Copyright L. Kochman, December 13, 2014 @ 1:53 p.m.
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