One day in history
This is my “blog entry” for a project “One day in history”.
http://www.historymatters.org.uk/output/Page96.asp
archive:
http://www.webarchive.org.uk/tep/15378.html
Share Your ‘blog’ with future generations. What did you do on 17 October 2006?
I work as sub-specialist in psychiatry – addiction medicine. I am 41, married no children. Today is one more day at work – I still feel dizzy after last week fever, but rhythm on work place is furious as usual. Only three of us (including head of department) work in our Capitol city – Zagreb with addicts on both out-patient and inward treatment and I handle daily hospital. Today was silent day – only 15 consultations, 2 new in daily hospital. One pregnant woman come for advice, 2 mothers with baby under 1 year come for usual check-up (admitted from social welfare) and 2 boys (23, 34 fist time on obligatory (court) treatment. Check for resources – still no news from court (did not pay my fee for over 7 months) check for office supply – still lack from paper on where I wrote my expertise – they ask me to “reduce use of paper” – how I am suppose to make expertise without paper? Winter is coming. It is good, because in my “office” (2×4,5 m) where I work as supervisor for treatment for 1200 addicts’ it will be easier to work. In spring time it is almost impossible to work because of heat and sun (and I am not supposed to put newspaper on windows, because there is no other way to put heat away). In the morning, I talk with my colleague (he is finishing his PhD. in anthropology – subculture of addicts) about what will we do after finishing a project – he is planning to open a fast food restaurant, to secure his family. “Here I work for 500 euro – you know, being a PhD and invest in knowledge (23 year of hard work and school) is worst in our society”. I could not bud agree with him. Now, after 27 year of continuus education, I find out that my standard of living is degrading year after year. Now I work for about 1100 euro a month – and mother of one of my patient is working for 1300 euro a month as cleaning lady in Germany. “Cost for food, clothing and flat is almost the same” she informed me yesterday. Interesting compare – I could go to Germany, drop my work and work as simple worker – for more than here, where I work as one of ten sub-specialist in my country, and as court expert and supervisor of obligatory psychiatric treatment. My colegue (PhD, one of most prominent in country for treatment of alcoholic) invite me today for dinner. I am happy to go with him (first, free meal because one of night duty doctor will not eat now, so I could ate his lounch) and we were able to discuss some on-going projects. First, he ask me about future lecture I will have – 2 weeks to prepare. Second, I asked him about his experience with my textbook, is that fine for him? How students in nursery accept my concepts? They are not enthusiastic participating in my new experimental e-learning aids. I have to re-examine prepared tests, maybe to complex for them. We finish our launch time talking about some Polish doctors who work in Northen Irleand during weekends and in Poland rest of week – and earn ten times more in weekends. Not bad, we should think about something like that. So, thinking about opportunity to emigrate, I found few minutes for tee, and prepare myself for real life. Because of price war (opening of new hypermarket) food nowadays become cheaper – only 60% of my salary now go on food – and I will be able to by myself sweater this winter. In the evening I check at home my favourite rss channels, wrote one essay on my “pro bono” site Noebius.com and talk about one new project with one NGO – maybe this year, we will be able to gain funding. Not a bad day, not bad at all.