As a doctor, I have a front-row seat to the physical, emotional and financial impact on women who find themselves in the role of primary carer
‘Why do you always grip the dashboard like that when I am driving?’
It’s the bleary-eyed 5am run to rowing practice and I have just relented to the eager ‘Can I drive?’ When your teenager takes a reluctant ‘I guess’ as full-throated approval, you still want to show grace. Especially when there are many more mandated hours of supervision en route to a probationary licence.
Instead of the dashboard, I grip my ribs and sit stiff with attention, mute of tongue.
Just then, a huge truck in the next lane honks unnecessarily but I feel the universe has spoken for me.
