The End
Well, the Peace Corps is no longer a reality. For a primer, see the previous post.
The medical advisor is still demanding a PPD which goes against all the medical advice I’ve received on the matter. Not only is it unsafe, but the results would be meaningless. I picture some 85 year old dude who hasn’t practiced medicine in 30 years sitting behind a desk going down a check list. He gets to the PPD, sees it hasn’t been done, and demands one to be placed; ignoring all the documentation included from me and my doctor on why one can’t be placed.
It’s very frustrating and disappointing to have it all come to an end over something as miniscule as this. I could appeal the decision, but if I win the appeal and am medically cleared do I really want to work with/for a bureaucratic institution that is so inflexible? What happens when I’m in Africa and something comes up that doesn’t fit into their preordained mold of how things work?
Now I gotta figure out what to do with my life…any suggestions?
October 12, 2009 at 08:41
you can always move to Asheville!
October 12, 2009 at 14:43
Mission hospital just called about an interview!
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November 2, 2009 at 17:05
That really sucks Chris, sorry to hear about all that – what a bunch of stupidfaces. Wasnt meant to be I guess…you must be destined for something better. I see this post is pretty old, have you come up with any ideas? Still wanting to go to Africa?