Healthcare is like the human body. It needs a heart, a brain, and lungs, but to stand upright, it needs a backbone. And that backbone today, tomorrow, and in 10 years is called young doctors.
The system is not based on rhetoric, but on people. And not on the people who run it, but on those who work in the silence of duty. Who carry the responsibility, fear, and hope of others on their shoulders.
The spine seems to be starting to break. Not because the young are weak, but because they are being weighed down by the weight of indifference, empty promises, and bureaucratic negligence.
Politicians talk about healthcare as if it were just another impersonal system. They talk about structures, about budgets, about rules. But healthcare is a living organism, and every young doctor is a cell that will either remain alive and useful or be pushed out – into a foreign system, with a foreign language and foreign patients. Because those over there, the distant countries, don't ask whether the sun rises in the east or the west. They simply create conditions in which a young person will not be ashamed that they have chosen to dedicate their life to helping others.
In our country, on the contrary, the young doctor must want. To want specialization, to want respect, to want a salary that does not humiliate him. And to hear how his demands were "claims."
But the young have no pretensions. They have expectations. Normal expectations that the state will be a partner, not an obstacle. Expectations that if you study for 6+ years, you will be able to stand proudly in front of a patient, and not have to count pennies to make it through the month. Expectations that you will have access to education that does not go through connections, bribes, corruption schemes, and absurd commissions.
The Minister of Health says that the system is not supporting the young.
Maybe not right now. Right now it's mainly relying on people of retirement and pre-retirement age. Which means that soon there won't be anything to rely on.
How does a country heal without doctors?
How does a people deal with their illnesses when their health is in the hands of officials who do not believe that the future is worth even a minimal investment?
The facts are painful:
- half of young doctors want to leave
- specialization is difficult, often inaccessible
- the remuneration is below dignity, and sometimes below the minimum
- working conditions border on exhaustion, and there are "incentives" only for some
- Promises are endless, and decisions are fictitious.
- additional training, on which the adequacy of each medic depends, is paid
And despite all this, young doctors continue to fight... not only for themselves, but for each of us. So that one day, when we get sick, there will be someone to examine us. Let's not rely on miracles, but on specialists.
They are here. For now.
Not "because of" but "despite" the system.
Losing your young doctors is like breaking your spine.
After that, you can no longer stand upright.
Nor as a system.
Not even as a country.
Nor as a society.
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