On Saturday May 15 the examination was opposition for administrative spaces ICS (the public company that manages most public health in the autonomous region of Catalonia). I've been preparing
certainly abducted from ordinary mortals. I have focused on the family, I have focused on the job and of course in the 29 subjects who entered the examination.
Life is not fair, not necessarily strive to have their reward. Did you study? yes, enough? I believe not. I ran out of time and capacity, and some luck, and some nerve. I took this as a personal thing and went to the very tense and anxious consideration. Something that an opponent should ever experienced.
So I stopped. I took a little 4.6 does not reflect my work done and what he knew. Have I been hurt? Of course. Lucirnos and highlight all want to be the best. I am no different from the rest and I resent having paid so little when he could have done better.
But this is my reality: I had to face since Saturday night (which goes some hours to take an exam and came out at 20:45 h of university facilities) until today when I have uploaded the template of correct answers and I have confirmed my suspicions.
These months of poor communication have not been just for books. The work has led me on new paths where I deepened. I've been a season long in various mental health centers in the area of \u200b\u200binfluence of the Hospital del Mar. I am facing mental health at various levels, from pure and hard of primary care, side by side with physicians and patients of various districts of Barcelona, to the management and human resources management in the hospital. My job is exciting, I like and it is impossible to summarize here what they have learned in my dealings with human beings 'sick' and doctors 'healthy' ... I met people with heartbreaking stories, where bad luck and madness go hand in hand of swimming upstream. I had the pleasure of discovering human beings who live behind the facade of the / the psychiatrists, / psychologists ... I discovered the tireless work of nurses and social workers who are in the street moving in the homes of the destitute (those who have it) is still so intense that does not fit in this post is totally irresumible. I am convinced that my work has a sense that caring for others, despite their (our) self-interest and their (our) misery is a two way street: I've learned from them and they, I believe, have felt welcomed and served from my administrative position. Working with people exercise patience, of course, and wisdom, and discovery.
Have I finished with the opposition? nowhere near, I am stubborn to pathological extremes. I'll follow because I have no choice and that's what I want to do. I look forward to working, learning ergo ...
What I have proposed is to leave aside as the blogosphere, the colleagues I've missed but which I felt incapable of writing. It is true that at times I have sat at the computer with his mind full of ideas to tell ... and without words to do so. I think they're returning to the starting point.
My life is something far from easy (sure yours are not either.) But ... I read it again, can not be otherwise. This brief summary
I dedicate it to a bunch of people with whom I shared stretches of way. Some are friends from far away, some are discoveries, almost all of my work in primary care centers for those who have had the pleasure (and honor) of passing. A friend from far away in time, reunited ... a bunch of people who have shown me something I did not know and that I owe something. I am sure that if good intentions and good will would have sufficed, instead of 4.6 would put out a 10 to the fourth power.
So thank: my parents suffered, Toni and Gabriel (calm, patient, very patient partner and child) to Pepi, Carmen Roca, Carmen Jal, Gloria, Salvi, Dolors (friends of the nursery Apollo 10), a Mayte, Loli, Margaret, Norma, Lola, Ana Muñoz, Clotilde Madrid, Teresa, Albert (CSM St. Martin North), Monica (St. Martin CSMIJ South), in Mireia, Rosa Ventura (CAP Maragall), Mar (the earthquake of CSMIJ Old City), July, Pili Nonell, Montserrat Raurell (sufrieron my 21 years in Graphic Arts, and are for contarlo vivos) in Concha (Totikap of Recreation), Christine, Almudena, Helena, Magda, Maria Mercedes (a Utopia: Barcelona cat and dog), to embody, Marian, Monica (from Another Utopia: Save - the Mill), Eva and Ricardo (Ricardo: friend from childhood, and other times a cosmic brother in the kitchen a Demônio ) And Rosa Amparo (big companions, professionals and counselors at the Hospital del Mar). A Nuria and Olivier (from Avignon, France). I do not want to leave in the inkstand to Anna, Franxesca, Irene, Lourdes, Miriam, sisters of the class I attended to prepare for the exam: girls, to see if one has managed to pass the first test, do not forget that the cabinet crisis is more alive than ever!
I make a special mention to John and Hope (Institute of Neuropsychiatry i Addiccions - INAD) my co-workers of the last substitution I'm doing: they and the team of the Hospital del Mar INAD have been very kind to me and showed me lights and shadows that inhabit in healthcare organizations), not to have the pleasure of your company. On Friday, end the substitution, I let a couple of excellent colleagues, and I think some friends too. Of course I leave it to Rose, the secretary who provided during these weeks because of his surgery, already outdated and back to the hospital.
I hope no one left me, because as I write I see many people who have been more or less close in recent months. Virtual world have had messages of encouragement, not to establish comparative grievances, I thank everyone here.
Y. .. wink: I'm back ... and I was going to "read" if you want.
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