The little rabbit who thought he was a doctor

The little rabbit who thought he was a doctor

A reader brings to my attention a case which I had not seen and which is entirely symptomatic of our time.

The teacher that I am has often spoken to you of my astonishment at the psychological fragility and high sensitivity of many of our young people, who are undoubtedly overblown and spoiled.

Richard Martineau calls them “little rabbits”. That this upsets her says a lot about another of her common personality traits: her hypersensitivity.

Internships

Personally, my patience dwindles at this particular edge of young people who, despite having achieved nothing in life, still demand to be treated as if everything is theirs.

Now read the following carefully.

Our prospective doctors begin a two-year traineeship after the third year of their medical studies.

Most from Laval University spend those two years in hospitals in Quebec.

A small number opt for the first year of internship in the regions, mainly in Bas-du-Fleuve and Gaspésie, and the second year in Quebec.

Too few want to go to the regions where the need is crying out.

The faculty has therefore decided to fill these vacancies by drawing lots.

horror ! Apocalypse! Scandal! What, forcing us to treat people in the regions… for a year? NEVER !

These regional towns associated with the Siberian Gulag include Baie-Comeau, Chandler, Thetford Mines, Rivière-du-Loup and Rimouski.

What the hell.

One said: “I consider myself to be in good mental health but I can’t imagine going to a region far from Quebec that I don’t know, where I don’t know anyone and where they impose a demanding work schedule.

Poor little rabbit! His “reason”!

Another said: “It can make fragile students even more fragile.”

As my reader points out, we’re not talking about older students here, who could understandably invoke young children or joint custody to stay close to them.

A year in the region! Damn the concentration camp!

There are definitely some, says my correspondent, who must have exclaimed, “Hey, my girlfriend lives in Quebec!!! “.

In a magnanimous and united spirit (can you “silence” the irony?), the students propose a compromise: they would agree to… spend six weeks in the region.

The year in the region would be divided into six-week slices that would be spread among several students.

“Doing six more weeks in the region is not so bad,” said one of them. ” Not that bad ” !!

That’s what many of our future doctors think. Nice mentality! Let us admire the vocation and the desire to help others.

Come

From the outcry, you knew the medical school was stepping on the brakes.

“We’re in listening mode and we’re in solving mode,” said one manager.

Inspiring and engaging, this beautiful group of Moumounes is shaping a whole future for care in the regions.

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