In this photo I'm 20 years old. Age, when it seems that everything is on your shoulder, you are all-powerful and immortal.
Exactly 20 years ago I graduated from the Kiev Medical University. Academician Bogomolets. Then he began to make his first steps in the profession. Ambition was very much. Strength and energy is even greater.
One of my friends told me then:
"I see you only in one profession - a county rural doctor in a small office with one dim bulb under the ceiling."
What was it? Prophecy?
The Academic Council gave me a recommendation for admission to postgraduate study. There was a clinical internship at the academy. And there were 16 years of work in the prison hospital
Do I regret that life has developed this way? Probably, not. I had to go this way and I went through it. It's time to build new plans.
Starting today, I'm starting to send out a resume and try to get a job in a private or other paid clinic. I'm tired of living in poverty, I'm sick of begging, I'm tired of taking responsibility when a patient dies not through my fault, but because there were not enough medicines or consumables for medical equipment. But no one is interested in this, so I will look for work where there is enough money to live and not survive with great difficulty in conditions of slavery.
