24.09.10

Thoughts about working in the hospital.

My dad and I had a conversation about working in hospitals and the whole medical sector in general when we where driving home to my parents.

He said that he read an article about it and was totally disenchanted.
The article was partly about a young doctor who reported that his actual working time was from 7:00am until 5:00 pm but all the paperwork made it impossible to leave before 9:30 pm. EVERY DAY.

There was a big article in the newspapers a few days ago about an elderly woman who wasn't able to move or anything who got bit by a mouse (Which is pretty strange to me because actually mice are afraid of humans and aren't looking for any contact, do you think it could've been a rat and they don't want to write it in the newspaper?)

My dad also said that a lot of M.Ds don't wanna work in hospitals anymore because even when you have your day off they can call you to do some extra shifts.

I know about all of these things (ok not about the rat/mouse thing, holy shit..)
but the thought which keeps me doing my work and wanting to become a doctor is, that there are a lot of people who are helpless, who need someone who protects them against all these fuckers who don't give a shit and who will let you lie in your own feces because they are drinking a coffee right now and don't want to be bothered.
These are the type of colleagues who make me feel ashamed.
I always imagine someone of my family or someone I love lying there without any protection and it makes me cringe. In every family should at least one person work in the medical sector to protect his or her relatives.

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