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Quitting

Someone I know has decided to quit being a doctor, and to go do sales.

Some say it's bravery, being able to give up so much to do something that you like.

But I think it's pure idiocity.

(I'm sorry, but this is just what I think. MY opinion.)

I cannot comprehend how someone can just throw 5 years of med school out the window, and 1 year of slavery in housemanship and quit AFTER housemanship.

What was the whole point of studying so hard, trying to graduate, actually graduate, slave thru housemanship and not bask in the glory of the job?

Instead, you chose to do something that even a SPM holder can do.

You made it to the elite school where so many failed to do.
You passed medical school.
You made it thru a year of horrible gruelling housemanship.
And now you cannot even turn back even if you want to when you hand in your resignation letter.

You may say that you're not cut out for the job.
You may hate the people that you have to work with.
You may not be able to stand the workload, or the long hours, or the amount of crap that you have to put up with each day.
But in the end, it's all still just a job.
A job that, mind you, pays well.
A job that is honourable, and still well respected.
So how can you give it up?

Maybe it doesn't give you the job satisfaction like it does to most of us.
Because even I wake up, and not want to go to work some days.
But it has its joys that no other job in the world can offer.

It's your choice.
I may not be agreeable to it, but it's your choice.

I may not be as "brave" as you.
Coz I don't see how brave and quiting actually goes together in the same sentence.
Call me conservative, but if my child comes up to me and asks me one day," Mommy? Why did you quit becoming a doctor?"... I don't think that I can bring myself to answer that I was a quitter.

Seeing the path that a person can pick, puts me into perspective.
That I, deep down inside, actually like what I do.
And I'm proud to call myself a doctor.
Because I heal.
And because, the people that I meet and see each day, heals me too.

And that, is what's important.. and that each day, is a reward by itself.



- jess, a healer -

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