I regularly check other medical and nursing blogs for ideas, inspiration, and sometimes, out of plain curiosity.
I stumbled upon this blog: About A Nurse, and as i was browsing, a certain post caught my eyes. By the way, the blog writer is a Kababayan of mine, and i was deeply moved by her experiences in a foreign country. Geez. it was really illuminating. I even cried while reading her post, mainly for two reasons: one, i feel her pain and frustrations and all the hardships she had to endure (and will endure) just for the sake of keeping her job and providing a good life for her two kids. two, because i know that i would be experiencing the same horrors of living half the world away from family and friends who accept me as i am.
Don't get me wrong, i would rather stay here surrounded by all the people who adore me. But really, $160 salary/month is not really worth all the 16 hours shift per day and the 1:30 nurse-patient ratio. No matter how much i work my ass off, it wont give my parents a better life. and my younger sibling would not be able to finish college.
They are all expecting that i would land a job in a greener pasture so that everything will be better. I want it too, for my future. However, after reading the post, i asked myself if i'm prepared for all this. and i just can't give a concrete answer that soothes my soul.
to stay, and live a poverty-stricken life.
or not to stay, but have a lonely life.
why the world has bestowed upon me life's cruelest joke is beyond my ken.