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            International Locum Tenens  - Physician Employment, Medical Jobs
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            International Locum Tenens - Overseas Medical Jobs, Physician Employment, brought to you by Global Medical Staffing, Ltd.
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            Wed, 05 Jul 2006 15:36:53 -0600
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                International Locum Tenens - My Only Request
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                &lt;P&gt;Unique Opportunities:&amp;nbsp; My Only Request...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One of the 
major fears facing physicians in private practice-beyond those of day-to-day 
life which are challenging enough-is the fear of economic failure despite the 
healthy revenue stream most practices enjoy.&amp;nbsp; I failed miserably on the 
monetary front yet have managed to turn my medical practice into an on-going 
adventure in life and medicine.&amp;nbsp; Of course being an avid surfer helped 
tremendously because the go-with-the-flow lifestyle of the surfing culture lent 
itself to recovery and 
reinvention.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
There I was a hard working family physician in a dream practice in 
Orange&lt;BR&gt;County, California working for a multi-million-dollar corporation with 
ownership shares in my pocket.&amp;nbsp; Along came a behemoth medical management 
firm to buy us out.&amp;nbsp; I was standing on the cusp of millionairedom when 
travesty struck like a cold surgical knife without anesthetic.&amp;nbsp; As a victim 
of the FPA Medical Management bankruptcy, my practice was closed, my shares 
withered to worthlessness, and I suddenly found myself penniless with a pile of 
bills bemoaning my immediate attention.&amp;nbsp; After 10 years in private practice 
I felt the emptiness and palpitations brought on by the acute anxiety of being 
back at square one, like a new medical graduate with mountains of 
debt.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
Fortunately, through common-sense steps and good fortune, I was propelled up 
from my depths of despair.&amp;nbsp; First, I sold all my assets that had debts 
attached-namely homes and cars.&amp;nbsp; To my advantage, there wasn't a wife or 
family complicating my economic and practice ruins.&amp;nbsp; Then a propitious 
phone call came which sent me into adventurer's 
heaven.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
An acquaintance of my former boss had a loose connection with an attorney 
working for the Discovery Channel-you know like a friend's boss' second cousin 
type of deal.&amp;nbsp; The call, out of the clear blue sky, went something like 
this:&lt;BR&gt;Ring, ring.&lt;BR&gt;"Hello?"&lt;BR&gt;"Is this Robert Budman?" sprang the voice 
from the other end.&lt;BR&gt;"Yes it is."&lt;BR&gt;"How would you like to be a doctor for a 
scientific exploration going to the Titanic?"&lt;BR&gt;"You're kidding 
right?"&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
From the surprising turn of events my life took off like a rocket booster headed 
into deep space.&amp;nbsp; I spent six weeks floating at the mercy of Poseidon on a 
work ship in the middle of the inhospitable North Atlantic.&amp;nbsp; The crew 
picked up artifacts from two-and-a-half miles below the sea while I took care of 
the occasional laceration, brain tumor (no kidding!), and more than the usual 
share of seasickness among the scientists and film-crew-come-sailors.&amp;nbsp; Then 
we weathered-or rather hit the lottery in surviving-not one but two hurricanes 
in the perfect storm waters off the Grand Banks.&amp;nbsp; Those waves were just a 
little too big for any 
surfing.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
When I finally got back on terra firma I found the final legal documents all in 
order for a medical relief excursion to one of the wild lands of 
Australia.&amp;nbsp; I was now in a full tilt boogie of international locum tenens 
assignments.&amp;nbsp; As a bonus, the land down under was one of the greatest surf 
destinations around.&amp;nbsp; My surfboard was packed before my stethoscope, and I 
traipsed around Queensland for six months as a relief rover doctor for the 
Queensland Rural Medical Support Agency, all neatly arranged by Global Medical 
Staffing out of Salt Lake City, 
Utah.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
I saw more than my share of tropical diseases, snake bites, and rugged Aussies 
while hopping from town to town by every means of transportation 
imaginable.&amp;nbsp; To top it off I went back for a second tour of duty because 
the first was such a great experience.&amp;nbsp; The fact that I was able to surf 
several world-class surfing beaches (clothing optional I might add) helped to 
draw me back for that extra service 
stripe.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
Technology kept me in touch with my life here in the States while on those 
exotic excursions.&amp;nbsp; Preparing in advance for a great length of time away 
from home, I purchased a laptop computer.&amp;nbsp; It did come in handy at times 
for e-mail and diary keeping, along with the occasional spider smashing and 
common-sense-dictated updates to friends and family and on-line bill-paying 
services.&amp;nbsp; However, I found Australia to be particularly up to date 
technologically.&amp;nbsp; Every puny town from dingo-overrun Fraser Island (without 
any paved roads) to the wild surf-pounded shores of Margaret River along the 
Indian Ocean had a publicly accessible internet hook up.&amp;nbsp; Except for my own 
writing endeavors, a computer actually was an unnecessary burden, especially 
whilst toting a couple of satchels and a six-and-a-half foot surf board (my 
surrogate 
spouse).&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
Today's super hi-techies and less monetarily challenged could go as far as 
wireless telephone purchases with cords for computer hook ups, but I found using 
the public access internet to be more rewarding.&amp;nbsp; I flirted with the cute 
girls at the Internet Cafes and usually scored free computer use once they found 
out I was the mercenary doctor come all the way from America to aid the 
Australian 
people.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
I did buy a prepaid cellular phone while zooming around Australia, but I didn't 
go as far as the wireless computer hook ups.&amp;nbsp; To top it off, I managed to 
sell my phone at the airport terminal as I left for the 
USA.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
It seemed like my life re-ignited just when things looked their bleakest.&amp;nbsp; 
I popped in some time as a "Love Boat" doctor and a couple of other stateside 
locum tenens assignments along the way, too.&amp;nbsp; Like one hears so many times, 
remember to stop and smell the roses, appreciate life's highways and moreover 
its byways.&amp;nbsp; The most important part of a gravestone isn't the birth and 
death years but how one lives during the hyphen between those years.&amp;nbsp; I've 
learned to appreciate those lessons all too well, along with the good fortune of 
health and happiness that far outweighs any amount of money.&amp;nbsp; And many 
thanks to Mother Nature for providing me with good surf along the 
way.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Robert Budman, MD, is a locum tenens family practitioner based 
in Orange County, California but is frequently found surfing in Huntington 
Beach.&amp;nbsp; He is currently working on a cruise ship in the Caribbean or a 
locum tenens assignment.&lt;/P&gt;
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                Wed, 05 Jul 2006 15:36:31 -0600
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