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Eh...
So, for those of you that don't know, my dad is a doctor. Or, rather say, in my native country, he's a doctor. Here, he has yet to be admitted for residency at a hospital, and--because of his age--the probability of that happening is low.
Regardless, he had recently had the opportunity to attend an interview at a particular hospital and they had had a good chemistry [they meaning my dad and whoever was interviewing him]. So, they bade him off with a smile and a handshake and told him he'd receive news of whether or not he was admitted to the hospital's vacancies in about a month.
A month being today, March 14th.
Now, because of the stringency of American laws, my father would be--realistically speaking--unable to practice medicine unless he were accepted to the hospital.
Which he was not.
Which means he's not allowed to practice medicine. He's restricted to being a medical assistant or a technician of sorts. Which, in my eyes, is really unfair. Anyone who knows my father--professionally or not--agrees and recognizes that he is a wonderful physician, full of knowledge, patience, and a zest for learning. He's *so* smart that it's, truthfully, mind-boggling. And, apart from me being the slightest bit biased, he is one of the most honest and sincere individuals I've known. And that's not just because he's my father.
Which is why I find it ridiculous that a candidate be denied a post because of his age--which is not only immoral, but unconsitutional, too [...not that it would matter...]. I guess the part that hurts the most is that he won't be able to practice medicine--which he loves--unless he gets accepted to some hospital.
It's not even an issue of financial need [though, it *is*...in some respects]. We couldn't care less if we had to live out of a cardboard box [it's not as though we'd never done it before...] it's more along the lines of seeing my father happy. Ever since we emigrated here nearly 10 years ago, he's been struggling to become accepted as a professional here [he's recognized as a physician in my home country]. I remember seeing him studying *countless* hours when I was younger, learning to speak english by watching Sesame Street and other shows aimed at kids. I remember him studying from photocopied medical articles he found in the garbage cans of random medical offices. I remember him taking a myriad of medical examinations--all of which he passed--only to be confronted with this news. That he can't practice medicine--however qualified he might be--because he needs to be contracted by a hospital first.
He's been forced to work as a medical assistant for a long time, and rather than complain about it, he's always sucked it up and worked for us for my family. His inability to become realized as a professional hurts him a lot, and it hurts me because its so obvious that he knows *SO* much.
It's a bit unfair, if you ask me.
You see--and trust me, I've seen--the most unqualified, lazy, and inconsiderate individuals as successful doctors earning thousands of dollars [which they spend in the most inconsiderate of ways] and, for once, here you have a doctor that's qualified, sincere, dedicated, and intelligent...and you don't hire him because...?
Eh.
Not much to say for that
So, for those of you that don't know, my dad is a doctor. Or, rather say, in my native country, he's a doctor. Here, he has yet to be admitted for residency at a hospital, and--because of his age--the probability of that happening is low.
Regardless, he had recently had the opportunity to attend an interview at a particular hospital and they had had a good chemistry [they meaning my dad and whoever was interviewing him]. So, they bade him off with a smile and a handshake and told him he'd receive news of whether or not he was admitted to the hospital's vacancies in about a month.
A month being today, March 14th.
Now, because of the stringency of American laws, my father would be--realistically speaking--unable to practice medicine unless he were accepted to the hospital.
Which he was not.
Which means he's not allowed to practice medicine. He's restricted to being a medical assistant or a technician of sorts. Which, in my eyes, is really unfair. Anyone who knows my father--professionally or not--agrees and recognizes that he is a wonderful physician, full of knowledge, patience, and a zest for learning. He's *so* smart that it's, truthfully, mind-boggling. And, apart from me being the slightest bit biased, he is one of the most honest and sincere individuals I've known. And that's not just because he's my father.
Which is why I find it ridiculous that a candidate be denied a post because of his age--which is not only immoral, but unconsitutional, too [...not that it would matter...]. I guess the part that hurts the most is that he won't be able to practice medicine--which he loves--unless he gets accepted to some hospital.
It's not even an issue of financial need [though, it *is*...in some respects]. We couldn't care less if we had to live out of a cardboard box [it's not as though we'd never done it before...] it's more along the lines of seeing my father happy. Ever since we emigrated here nearly 10 years ago, he's been struggling to become accepted as a professional here [he's recognized as a physician in my home country]. I remember seeing him studying *countless* hours when I was younger, learning to speak english by watching Sesame Street and other shows aimed at kids. I remember him studying from photocopied medical articles he found in the garbage cans of random medical offices. I remember him taking a myriad of medical examinations--all of which he passed--only to be confronted with this news. That he can't practice medicine--however qualified he might be--because he needs to be contracted by a hospital first.
He's been forced to work as a medical assistant for a long time, and rather than complain about it, he's always sucked it up and worked for us for my family. His inability to become realized as a professional hurts him a lot, and it hurts me because its so obvious that he knows *SO* much.
It's a bit unfair, if you ask me.
You see--and trust me, I've seen--the most unqualified, lazy, and inconsiderate individuals as successful doctors earning thousands of dollars [which they spend in the most inconsiderate of ways] and, for once, here you have a doctor that's qualified, sincere, dedicated, and intelligent...and you don't hire him because...?
Eh.
Not much to say for that