06/04/2025
"I can't eat my white Coat"_EHT
White Coats, Empty Pockets:
The Silent Exploitation of Ethiopian Doctors
We wear the white coat. We hold the stethoscope. We carry the burden of life and death on our backs but we cannot afford to buy shoes.
In a country where doctors are treated like saints in public and slaves in practice, the hypocrisy is nauseating. We heal the nation, yet we are broken. We walk through hospital corridors soaked in sweat, blood, and bureaucracy while our bank accounts echo with emptiness.
We are called "heroes" during pandemics, disasters, and wars but once the dust settles, we are left with broken promises and insulting paychecks. No housing. No insurance. No dignity. Is this what it means to serve?
We ethiopian doctors are not asking for luxury we are demanding justice.
We are tired of begging for advances. Tired of skipping meals while saving lives. Tired of watching our colleagues leave for foreign lands just to earn enough to live like humans. How long must we serve a system that refuses to serve us?
We don’t want more applause. We want health insurance. We don’t want vague "appreciation." We want financial protection. We don’t want slogans. We want systemic reform.
A country that underpays and overworks its doctors is writing its own death certificate. Health systems collapse not just from lack of medicine, but from the slow, quiet exodus of those who once believed in the oath.
We are not martyrs. We are professionals. And we will not stay silent.
The revolution begins not in the streets but in every hospital where a doctor finally says, "Enough." Enough of being overqualified and undervalued. Enough of pretending that self-sacrifice is a solution. We are done surviving. We demand to live.
lets stand together
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