Implicit Bias: open your eyes

I look like a doctor

In a previous post, I talked about how I manage bias in the professional setting as a physician who is both a woman and a Muslim in hijab.  But the issue of bias has many more far-reaching implications than that.

There are two aspects of bias that we need to consider.  Firstly, implicit bias, which refers to the attitudes or stereotypes that affect our understanding, actions, and decisions in an unconscious manner.  Implicit bias is activated involuntarily, without our awareness or intentional control.  

By contrast, explicit bias refers to the attitudes and beliefs we have about a person or group on a conscious level.  Expressions of explicit of bias (e.g. discrimination, hate speech) occur as the result of deliberate thought and can be consciously regulated.

Both biases are harmful in many ways, but the latter is the one more likely to lead to death and destruction.  I deal with both, often at the same time, on a regular basis. 

In this post, I would like to examine implicit bias, its effects, and how to change it.  I discuss explicit bias in a separate piece. 

A story of implicit bias:

A fellow female physician parked in the designated parking spot for her speciality in the hospital lot.  When she returned to her car, she found a parking ticket.  She went to the parking office to inquire and the attendant told her: “I didn’t know you were a doctor.  You don’t look like a doctor.”

This leads to the obvious question: what does a doctor look like?  And the inherent answer: male.

The women physicians she shared the story with had varying responses. Many shared similar stories and expressed frustration.  Some said, take it as a compliment, you are a young and beautiful woman.  However, if we don’t address implicit bias, people will not become aware of it and not be able to change it. Implicit biases can be changed if people realize them in their own minds.  If they come to recognize that they have a bias about people of a certain skin color, gender, or religion, they can work to correct that.  But if they are in denial about it, it will never change and continue to lead to negative consequences to the people on the receiving end of the their bias-directed actions. 

Implicit bias can be addressed in many ways, politely, creatively, even with wit. It probably won’t be effective to attack someone with angry words.  For example, before performing surgery on a patient, he said to me, I can’t believe you’re the surgeon, you look like you’re 16 years old.  I shrugged, smirked, and responded firmly:  well i’ve been doing this for 16 years so there’s something wrong with the math.  I went on to perform a successful surgery, and the patient was thrilled with the outcome.  During the ensuing post-operative visits, he continued to refer back to his remark and say things like:  “I didn’t mean anything offensive by it, I was just surprised by how young you look.  Clearly you are very good at what you do. You are a professional. You did a great job.”  Although I never brought it up to him again, he recognized his own implicit bias and felt the need to redress it.  

I probably have a similar story for almost every day I’ve worked as a doctor.  That was a simple example of a more complex issue.  So you may be thinking, implicit bias seems harmless.  Well actually, no it is not.  In fact, it is detrimental. 

Let’s start with just two examples:

  • A 2012 study gave pediatricians identical case vignettes to examine how their implicit racial attitudes affect treatment recommendations for four common pediatric conditions.  Results indicated that as pediatricians’ pro-white implicit biases increased, they were more likely to prescribe painkillers for simulated patients who were white as opposed to black.  This is just one example of how implicit bias leads to differential health care treatment, even for children.
  • Academic scientists who evaluated identical resumes belonging either to a fake “John” or “Jennifer” perceived Jennifer as less competent. They were less likely to offer to mentor Jennifer and were more likely to say they would hire John to be a lab manager. Furthermore, scientists proposed a starting salary that was $4,000 (13 percent) higher for John than for Jennifer, based on identical resumes.  One can easily infer how implicit bias leads to significant gender disparities in the workplace that increase exponentially over time.

Research shows that most Americans have positive attitudes associated with white people and negative attitudes with African Americans, leading to myriad unfavorable and harmful outcomes for black Americans.  Extensive research has documented the pernicious effects of implicit racial biases in various settings, like classrooms, courtrooms, and hospitals.

In medicine specifically, implicit biases about gender have led, amongst other things, to a pay gap, where female physicians make 80 cents on the dollar compared with males.  Over a 30-year career, that translates to women being paid millions of dollars less than men for the same work. 

The silver lining is that implicit bias can be modified.  Studies suggest that we can reduce bias in our minds and in our workplaces by becoming aware of it, discussing it, and implementing anti-bias education.  As GI Joe always said:  knowing is half the battle.  Awareness of the unconscious associations and connections we hold is the first step toward correcting our biases.

Many have taken to social media to break down these biases with campaigns like:  #ILookLikeADoctor (to combat the myth of what a doctor looks like), #BeEthical (to end gender disparity), and #HeForShe (men advocating for gender equity).

When you see implicit bias, don’t stay silent.  Look for it in your own thoughts and fight it.  Find polite and appropriate ways to address it with others.  By definition, people are completely unaware of their own implicit bias.  

I work hard in my life to combat bias and stereotypes; and honestly, it can be exhausting.  There are days when I want to give up.  But what kind of world would I leave behind for my offspring if I did that!

Would love to hear your thoughts and experiences on this very important topic.

Check out my article on explicit bias.

Is Your Environment Promoting Growth Or Prolonging Stagnation?

I was given a plant as a gift two years ago.  At that time, it was full of pink blossoms.  Over the course of a month or so, those flowers gradually died.  For the next 22 months, it sat on my kitchen counter, under two large skylights, watered weekly, and it grew.  The gangling green branches sprawled, increasing in length continuously.  However, it never blossomed again.  Eventually, I grew tired of it, sitting on my counter, taking up space, not producing any flowers.  Knowing little about plants, I wondered if I should’ve planted it outdoors, moved it to a larger pot, or if it had just run its course and I should toss it.  I decided on the latter, but as an after-thought, I moved it to another room on a table by a large set of windows, next to another plant.  

Now that my plant was in the living room, I no longer saw it everyday, only for weekly watering.  A few weeks passed, and one day I had a big surprise — it had blossomed again!  The same plant that just weeks earlier, I had decided to throw out.  Just a small change in environment, perhaps the south-facing sun or the proximity to other plants,  had given it what it needed to bloom.

This got me thinking about myself and people in general.  How many times do we find ourselves in frustrating situations, where we want to give up?  How many things in life have we let go of that could’ve thrived with some small change?  Are we placing ourselves in an environment that promotes growth in the right areas?  Or are we allowing ourselves to stagnate because we can’t, don’t know how, or simply don’t want to change something that is holding us back?  Are we staying in a situation that is harming our well-being because changing it seems too hard and we don’t know where to start?  

Often times the changes aren’t as hard as we think, and we just have to take that first step.   For example, we are more likely to complete the tasks which help us reach our goals by minimizing distractions.  Want to read a book, move it from the shelf to your nightstand.  Place work you need to do on your desk rather than in a distant location.  Turn off notifications on your phone for a period of time when you want to focus.  To eat healthier, surround yourself with better food options.  A study discovered that a shift from 12–inch plates to 10–inch plates resulted in a 22% decrease in calories.  Smaller plates cause us to eat less due to an optical illusion — we think things are smaller when we compare them to things that are larger, so a large plate makes the food look less and we consume more.

Although the questions I’ve posed above are not easy ones, optimizing our environment to make better choices can impact our actions.  This is a task to which I am challenging myself.  Choose a sore spot in my life, an area of weakness or pain, something in which I feel stagnant and wish to progress, and really ponder on what change I can make to put me on a path to success or improve my well-being.

In a previous post, I talked about how our success is in who we surround ourselves with.  Today’s thoughts encompass that and more.  What element in my environment needs to be changed and do I have the wherewithal or courage to do it?  I’m going to move over here into the sun and sit with that for a while. 

(Speaking of which, studies suggest that a daily dose of sunshine can elevate mood, increase sleep quality, and even aid weight loss ?.)

The Power of No

As a parent of 19 consecutive years – and  36 cumulative years – I’ve learned a lot . I’ve developed some of my own parenting philosophies and strategies, which change with the years and situation. 

As we are in a society of plenty, at least here in the bubble in which I live (and sadly not so for much of the world, as I saw first hand when I volunteered in the refugee camps), I have found utility in saying no. 

There are lots of self-help articles about saying no when people request things of you, just to save your sanity and help you prioritize. This isn’t about that. This is about things like randomly saying no to my kids when they ask for something they don’t need and how that applies to my notion of self-discipline. 

For example, if we make a quick stop in Walgreens and my son asks if he can buy candy, I will sometimes agree, and I will sometimes say no.  Not because he has done something wrong and I am withholding. Not because I don’t have the extra $1. Not because candy is unhealthy and bad for your teeth (even though it is).  And not really to enforce my authority as a parent. But just to let him experience “no” and all that it entails. I have to acknowledge that this specific example reflects how truly blessed we are in having our external needs met; and that we are spoiled in that we have extra for unnecessary things as well. However, I believe the broader concept applies to our humanity in all walks of life.

In this world of YOLO and you-do-you, many of us have lost sight of the value of self-discipline. Restricting and limiting one’s self is an ancient skill that is often the first step to enlightenment. Many of us want to find our best selves, reach higher states, and perhaps have spiritual experiences. It’s popular to quote Rumi and talk about being zen. But we often don’t know how or don’t want to do the hard work required to walk that path. 

It’s not huge, and I don’t give a lecture with it, but one small contribution to my children’s development of self-control is requiring them to accept my “no” and experience the effect of not fulfilling that desire in themselves. 

In actuality, this is a lesson foremost for myself. I need to tell myself no more often.  I believe in self-care, but I think we are drowning in self-indulgence and that’s different. I don’t think giving ourselves everything we desire has made us happier. A look around at our society demonstrates that and there are studies to prove it. What this means for me practically is occasionally withholding things from myself that in other situations may be considered beneficial.  A perfect example is fasting, abstaining from food in order to achieve a higher state of self, which is part of many religious and spiritual traditions. Similarly, abstaining from things that feel good in the moment but don’t bring us closer to our long-term goals (such as binging on food or shows), and avoiding excessive leisure or comforts can build strength of character.  For some, like myself, controlling our tongue (or our fast-typing fingers) can be an important exercise in reflection.  We face urges and desires in all aspects of life, and while not all lead to dangerous territory, practicing self-restraint may build our willpower for the times we need it most.

How does the power of no apply in your life?  How can restricting yourself in some situations make you stronger in others?  These are questions I continue to ponder while looking for practical applications on the path to finding my best self.

Doing it all

Overwhelmed by a mountain of mail!

Many times over the years, people have asked me how I “do it all.”  I don’t and I can’t. Can any one person do it all? Of course not. We shouldn’t expect that of ourselves or others, as it sets us up for disappointment and feelings of inadequacy.  

I know that in reality what people mean when they ask me that is: how do you balance your many responsibilities and activities, as a mother, physician, and community volunteer?  The answer to that is: prioritize!  We have to actively consider our priorities and make that the basis of how we allocate our time and energy.  We must also realize that priorities shift and sometimes change in different phases of life, we must be willing to change accordingly.

Time never exists in a vacuum  – something will always fill it!  If we are not actively choosing what that is, we will find ourselves spending time on things that don’t promote our long-term (or even short-term) goals and don’t match our priorities.  This will in turn lead to lack of fulfillment and maybe burn-out.  When I find myself spending a lot of time on something, I need to periodically assess how it is affecting me in 3 key ways: spiritually, emotionally, and physically.  That is in addition to making sure it’s not negatively affecting my top priorities at that time.  

The challenge is often how to handle the obligatory (and often unpleasant) things that fill our lives.  For me, those are things like cleaning bathrooms, laundry, grocery shopping, cooking and MAIL.  I’m sure each person has their own unique list.  For these things I try to:  outsource, delegate, and develop efficient systems.  

For example, with mail, I try not to bring it inside until I’ve gone through it once.  My garbage and recycling bins are outside, so I can stop there and drop off the junk mail before coming in.  I also don’t empty my mailbox at times when I don’t have the energy to address what’s inside it. One challenge is determining what needs to be saved and how to save it. I have a desk drawer with hanging file folders and file away paper under certain subject headings. Sometimes I take pictures of documents and save them in a “reference” album in my phone.  You can try different methods and see what works best for you.  When we develop systems (that we modify and tweak with time), chores will take less of our precious time.  This is more effective than just resigning to doing it the arduous way and hating every minute. 

When I say, I don’t do it all, I really don’t.  For instance, I’ve delegated laundry to someone who comes to help me clean the house.  She gets it washed and folded and the kids have to put it away.  That has saved me a lot of time every week, and I’m careful what I do with that time, so it doesn’t just get sucked up elsewhere or wasted.  I’ve chosen to put that extra time towards fitness.  Less laundry, more exercise, increases my physical and emotional well-being.

We must always be actively evaluating the way we use one of our most precious commodities – our time.  It is, after all, a finite resource.  We can’t rewind it, multiply it, or reuse it.  It behooves us to develop a process to evaluate where our time goes each day, each week, and make sure it’s filled with things that match our current priorities, promote our goals, and improve our spiritual, physical, and emotional well-being. 

There’s no need to do it all – but choose well. 

“Take advantage of five before five: your youth before old age, your health before illness, your wealth before poverty, your free time before work, and your life before death.”  —Prophet Muhammad ﷺ

Suggested read:  168 Hours by Laura Vanderkam

 

Having kids in residency – a perfect storm

I just read an article by a fellow female physician. A well-written and brave piece about putting her life on hold to become a surgeon. After the many rigorous years of training, she finds herself at age 38, without a partner, going through the difficult and expensive process of trying to freeze her eggs with the hopes of one day having a family.

This had me reflecting on my own training years which were quite different. I got married after my second year of medical school. My husband was also a medical student but while I was in Chicago, he was in Milwaukee. We thought we’d spend the last 2 years of med school living apart and seeing each other when we had breaks, but after a few weeks realized that wasn’t going to happen due to our crazy schedules. So we decided to find a midway point and live together. This meant a 1-1.5 hour daily commute for each of us; sometimes waking up at 3 am to be in the hospital for general surgery rounds by 5 am.

By the day of my med school graduation I was 5 months pregnant. I had my first child a few months into internship year, scraped together vacation and sick days to get 4 weeks off at home with her. It was rough. I’ll never forget my first week back in the hospital – people would congratulate me on the baby, and it took everything in me not to cry – every time.

I was dedicated to full-time breastfeeding. So with working long days and taking every third night call, that meant stealing away to pump every 4 hours, which was often hard to manage. My husband or nanny would bring the baby to me on call nights so I could nurse her and hand over the pumped milk. That year was a blur.

When we moved to Cleveland for our residencies, we were focused on having a short commute and found a place near the hospitals. But a month later, we found a great nanny on the other side of town. After emptying our last box, we packed up again and moved 30 minutes away.
I can’t begin to talk about how hard residency is with a baby. Everything gets short-changed. Time with your kid. Time studying for boards. Time training. And most of all, your physical and mental health. It was like slowly dying.

I worked very hard, was selected as chief resident, and aced my boards. I felt compelled to apply for a fellowship even though I was newly pregnant with my second. I applied and matched into a competitive spot. But when the time came, I knew with every fiber of my being that I had to stop running. I just could not imagine doing it all over again – starting fellowship only to have a baby a few months in and then struggle to juggle it all, including research. So I committed a professional faux pas; I withdrew from my spot post-match leaving the program without a fellow. I felt very bad about that part of it, but to this day 15 years later, I don’t regret that decision. I worked in a clinic part-time that year, and it gave me a chance to find a little balance and spend time with the new baby and my then 4 year-old.

Looking back on those years now, with my eldest being a freshman in college, second in high school, and youngest 12 years old, my main memory is sleep deprivation and emotional exhaustion. It was so hard being away from my kids and trying to prioritize my training. But in many regards I was lucky to have been able to do it that way. It was extremely difficult for me, yet I think my kids fared well. They had other loving care givers, and by the time they were old enough to need my daily wisdoms and guidance, I was able to work part-time and give them more of me.

Residency training is physically and emotionally draining. Add to that the challenges of new motherhood, and you have a perfect storm. Approximately 5 years after residency I was gifted a massage, my first ever. I distinctly remember that half-way in, the masseuse, a former Egyptian olympic athlete, said that I didn’t have a single muscle in my body. I was devastated, a former athlete myself. It took a long time to get here, but I’ve spent the last 5 years recovering, prioritizing fitness and my emotional well being, things that are often neglected during medical training.

Women in medicine face myriad challenges. Delaying starting a family until after training or trying to do both simultaneously both involve a lot of sacrifice. In reality, we don’t often have the privilege to voluntarily choose one over the other. Life happens and we struggle to keep up with it. In retrospect, I don’t regret the path I’ve chosen, both as a physician and as a mother. Each has come with its own set of joys and challenges.

Overnight Hearts

As I was lining up mason jars and adding dry ingredients layer by layer for overnight oats, I got to thinking….

It’s pretty cool how just by adding liquid and leaving them overnight, these hard, dry ingredients turn into a creamy, delicious concoction the next morning.  The oats soften, the chia seeds swell, and everything mixes together to make something new and better.

So I started thinking about myself. How can I set things up for myself so that I can rest, rejuvenate, and be a better version of myself the next day.  Overnight oats are all the rage.  They are easy to prep, healthy, and a great way to start the day.  How about overnight me?

I’ve read a lot about having an evening routine to help prepare for a restful night’s sleep.  No screen time for the last hour.  Take a hot shower or bath. Keep lights dim and home quiet. Pray or meditate.  Do some deep breathing exercises.  Gentle stretching. 

Most of us know the restorative physical and mental benefits of sleep. Yes, we often sell ourselves short, because we are staying up late to get work done or just have some quiet unwinding time; waking up early to get more work done, have some reflective alone time, exercise, or get a jump on the day some other way.   

 But something we may not take into consideration are the emotional benefits of sleep.  With toddlers it’s obvious, when sleepy, they often have a total meltdown.  With adults that can happen too, but it’s usually more subtle. I often find my mood getting increasingly depressed as my sleep deficit grows.  I have less energy and less joi de vivre.  

Another emotional benefit to sleep is mending hearts, à la the old adage, sleep on it. Sometimes if I’m very upset about something, letting it sit overnight softens the situation.  I may be ready to fire off an angry email that night, but the next morning I can write something more thoughtful and nuanced.  I may feel hurt by something someone said and feel like cutting them off, but the next morning I’m read to forgive and allow for reconciliation. 

Closing the lids on my mason jars, neatly filled with a variety of dry ingredients, I’m thinking about the potential softness and sweetness of overnight hearts.  Here’s hoping I can take a deep breath and slow things down when necessary, sleep on it, and handle it even better the following day.