General practice at the margins: a student's experience of homelessness

摘要

There is an awkward silence as I close the door to a small, windowless room and ask Steven to take a seat. Sitting forward with elbows propped on his knees and hands clasped, he rocks slightly in anticipation, looking me over, perhaps waiting for me to judge. I smile and ask how he's doing today. He sits back in the chair, crosses his legs and tells me his story.