If you haven’t followed the saga of my patient who was shot in the arm, here’s the story, in brief:
Armed robbery. Nothing to rob. Pissed off robber. Pulled trigger. Bullet in arm.
Emergency room (X-rays, splint, antibiotics, instructions to followup with primary care doctor)
NO CARE FOR THREE WEEKS. No dressing change nothing.
Wound debrided in office. Home nursing arranged.
But here’s the thing…
After two visits, home nursing refuses to return.
“We feel unsafe.”
Scared by the home. Scared by the neighborhood, in the most stable housing situation available to my patient.
Disparate care furthers health disparities.
Zip codes, not DNA codes, shaping health outcomes for this patient.