Crashing and Burning Out
Ellie Guzman

My husband is a doctor. When he was an intern, he read a book called “The House of God” which really resonated for him. One of the lines was, “At a code, first, take your own pulse.” If you’re not well, you ultimately can’t help anyone. The job I couldn’t handle was representing parents accused of child neglect or abuse — -on the civil side, where the court and child protective services were trying to figure out whether the child could remain or return to his/her family. I was 8.5 months pregnant at my last family service plan meeting. My intellectually impaired client was dropping cigarette ashes on her newborn’s face. I never went back to that job after my maternity leave.

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