I graduated from the medical school the same year I moved to Canada from Mexico. This was the year 2004. Science and technology are my passion, but I enjoy other stuff like drawing and painting. My scientific side brought me to Canada looking for a better place to develop my research aptitudes. The first two years were a neat experience. I got to know wonderful people that I made friends with. I started as a volunteer in group home, where I learned valuable lessons about life and improve my English. I lived in this group home for two incredible years. At third year I faced the real Canada. I got my residency status and I started to look for what I was meant to do. I couldn’t find a job closer to my profession. I planned to keep working with people with disabilities while I make it threw the system. This was the only job they allowed me to do. Finally, a friend helped me to get back to school. It wasn’t what I was looking for, but it helped me to keep me busy and build a Canadian curriculum. After this year I planed to get my second degree. This time I was planning to do Engineering. Unfortunately bad news arrived from Mexico. Three members of my direct family got very sick. I decided to pack all my stuff and move back to my natal country to help them out. The situation grew worst. As if things weren’t bad enough with my family, the person I trusted my personal stuff in Canada took advantage of the situation getting all the money I had in my bank account. With no money to go back and/or survive in my own country I had to look for a job. But things weren’t easy because I had to look for my relatives 24/7. 2007 has been the worst year of my life. I lost my position as a physician while I was in Canada, I lost my personal stuff, I lost my savings, I lost the close contact with my new friends, my family lost their health. There are only one good friend that lives in Mexico and few others that support me from far away that have been helping me to still stand. I remembered the only thing that I couldn’t loose while I was in Canada, the fact that I am an MD. I recovered the confidence and I am trying to get back my position as a physician. I am visiting a local hospital and studying everyday to get my knowledge back. This blog will narrate the progress I have while I make a live as a physician.
