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I wrote to CMS. But this is about more than policy.

I wrote to CMS. But this is about more than policy.

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 It’s Tuesday afternoon…You’re sitting in a care conference, IEP meeting, team meeting, or nursing station listening to someone explain why your client doesn’t need OT.You know what you have observed.You know what the client has told you.You know there is more happening here than what fits neatly into the criteria being used to make the decision.Maybe a discharge plan is being made and you weren’t included.Maybe someone in the district is telling you why a student no longer requires your involvement.Maybe someone in the nursing facility has already decided what happens next.Maybe the person making the decision simply has more organizational authority than you do.Your client wants something different.You see something that isn’t being discussed.And you can already feel the cost of being the person who says so.So you sit there doing the calculation.Do I say something?How hard do I push?Am I overstepping?Is this actually policy, or just how this organization does things?Will I be labeled difficult?Will speaking up change anything?What will it cost me if I do?What will it cost my client if I don’t?You want to be respected.You want to be collaborative.You also want to practice with integrity.And increasingly, those things can feel like they are pulling you in opposite directions.So you walk on eggshells.You notice how the system is affecting the client.You notice how it is affecting your colleagues.You notice how it is affecting you.But there is enormous pressure not to talk about any of it.Eventually, that constant calculation becomes exhausting.I think a lot of what we call burnout contains something more specific:Moral fatigue from seeing what is happening while feeling increasingly powerless to change it.I know that feeling.And I have been following the questions underneath it for a very long time.I didn’t find policy through occupational therapyOccupational therapy gave me language for questions I had been carrying much longer.I grew up in rural America with a mixed-race cousin who had a severe chromosomal disorder.I watched someone I loved encounter structural barriers to receiving care that recognized the fullness of her humanity.And somewhere inside that experience, I began imagining something different.I dreamed of a world where she and I could grow older together.Where disability did not automatically mean separation.Where the services someone needed could come to them.Where community, relationship, dignity, care, and belonging could be organized around a person’s life rather than requiring a person’s life to be organized around the limitations of a system.I didn’t have language like aging in place, community-based care, occupational justice, implementation science, or structural determinants yet.I just knew I wanted a world where we could age in place together.There was another story in my family, too.Before I was born, an uncle who was suspected of being autistic was institutionalized.He later died in circumstances my family understood in relation to neglect and the deterioration of social supports surrounding people like him.I inherited that story before I ever entered a policy classroom.Before I knew what an occupational therapist was.Before I knew how reimbursement worked.Before I understood that decisions made in legislatures, agencies, institutions, school districts, hospitals, insurance systems, and organizations could eventually determine extraordinarily intimate things:Where someone gets to live.Who gets to remain with their family.Who receives care.Whose needs are considered too complicated.Whose knowledge is believed.Who gets included in decisions.What support is considered worth paying for.And what kinds of lives our systems are willing to make possible.That is probably where my interest in policy actually began.Not in Washington, D.C.Not in a professional association.Not with CMS.At home.Eventually, I learned that these intimate experiences had structural dimensionsAs an undergraduate, I found student advocacy and lobbying alongside campaign and labor organizing work and study.Later came occupational therapy.School-based practice.Outpatient pediatrics.Acute care.Home health.Post-acute care.Mobile outpatient services.State and federal advocacy and policy work, including work related to shaping applied behavior analysis policy in Washington State, partnership with AOTA, AOTPAC-related involvement, and leadership development.Then occupational science, education, scholarship, and my growing inquiry into agency-centered, critical, and co-constructive implementation science.The settings changed.The scale changed.My language became more sophisticated.But I am not sure the underlying question ever changed:Who gets to participate in authoring what becomes possible for a human life?My clinical work kept giving me different views of that question.School-based practice showed me how policy, eligibility, institutional interpretation, educational priorities, and family ...
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