I worked in a grocery store in Honduras, but it was not enough to support my parents and younger siblings. My mother was sick and my father prey to alcoholism. The best option I could see was trying to get to America. I’ve had food and shelter, but the medical care is poor where I’ve stayed along the way. It is necessary to have doctors who are more respectful of women and have privacy during medical appointments. I had a medical review and I felt very uncomfortable, because the doctor who came to care for me was in a bad mood. It was also in the same room where everyone was and that also made me uncomfortable, because when the doctor examined me, there were more than 60 people around me. Privacy in such an intimate matter is something necessary. Even if we are migrants and do not have papers, we should be treated with respect, especially when it comes to caring for our health.