I dream of a world without bruises,but for now, as a GP, or perhaps I can be a small fragment of the solution
I long for a world where when I listen to patients tell me approximately their lives,I don’t bear to subtly check them for bruising. I catch myself doing it; so keen to preserve rapport and show empathy (sensitivity to another's feelings as if they were one's own) by maintaining eye contact, I sneak what chances I can to glance at exposed parts of the body, or particularly the wrists and the upper arms. Experience has taught me that the markers of domestic violence,both physical and mental, are almost always hidden with an unfortunate, and practised skill. Those who suffer it over time become experts in misdirection and alternative explanation. Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com