22/04/2024
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Someone asked me if I would still go back to the Philippines to work as a nurse.
I thought, who wouldn’t want to work and live in their home country with their whole family? Who wouldn’t want to serve their countrymen and communicate in their mother tongue?
But my circumstances then left me with no choice but to try my luck in another country — leaving all my loved ones behind.
Then suddenly, I had flashbacks of my nursing life back in the Philippines.
Nursing education is not cheap there considering the income of an average family like ours. In my case, my family and I worked together to pay for my nursing fees until I got my degree and professional registration.
I thought, my life would become easier and I could somehow start seeing the “RTI” (return of investment). Yet, after all the financial and learning struggles I had to go through to get that “Philippine Registered Nurse” title, I still needed to work unpaid to gain the so-called “nursing experience” before I could get hired.
So, I did that for few months with hopes that I would land a job after that. But, I didn’t. There were no paid positions available in my hometown during my time in 2005. So, I tried my luck in the big smoke.
Majority of the hospitals there were also requiring new staff to undergo training programs for a couple of months or more before they would be offered a paid nursing position. To add insult to injury, we had to pay for those trainings.
When I finally got a paid job, my monthly base salary was 6,000 Php (150 Aud), which was not even enough to sustain the cost of living in the capital city.
So call me names, but I didn’t owe anyone anything, except for my family, to become a Philippine RN.
My family and I worked hard for it. And I earned it.
As Popoy (a male character in a hit Filipino movie) once said, you had me at my best, but you chose to break my heart.
So, my answer is a hard no.
PS: Philippine Nurses deserve better!
📸 Circa 2008