You have people that have gone through the ringer to become doctors. These are the type of people that when you say jump, they ask how high. You can pretty much get them to do anything you want... because they are self-selected to be that sort of people otherwise they could have never become doctors. So when a manager comes to them and tells them they have to work so and so hours, they do it. And they suck it up, because that's who they are.
Even though I've suggested other motives in play elsewhere, you are probably on to something.
Most doctors become doctors either as a childhood dream or to fulfill the expectations of others. Lots of pressure at an early age - and it only intensifies from there. Getting the grades, pre-med maybe, certainly biochem, then med school.
Residency is the home stretch to a lifelong commitment, feet don't fail me know, brass ring almost within reach...
Demanding perhaps, but not questionable. It's just the nature of the industry. Not an apples-to-apples comparison, but look at combat medics for contrast during wartime. There are limits to what humans can do, but the 120-hour workweek in a heated-and-cooled hospital does not bump into those limits.
Maybe it would be 'better' if that wasn't the case, but it's simply what is.
Damn I feel sorry for you. Although I'm an engineer, I know many many doctors around me (admittedly not many in the US). Most of them (especially the new generation in their mid 30s) are curious, innovative, hard working and do the extra mile for their patients. They work long hours because: they love what they do and don't see themselves doing any other thing and because they care about the outcome of their patients.
I agree that not all doctors are like that, but saying that all doctors are what you are describing is false and insulting.
Although the parent was very angsty in his response, I feel the same way. Never had a good experience with a doctor and believe that they don't have good intentions.
When you have to spend a whole day searching for a terrible doctor in your network, then take a day off only to have said by terrible doctor, "How can I help you." I rage so hard. You aren't helping me, I am your client, now lets get his terrible experience over with.
Also, when you are told you whole life to get your wisdom teeth out only to have part of your jaw suffer from paresthesia for the rest of your life, it makes me wonder why bother.
Death honestly feels like a better option sometimes than dealing with anything in the medical industry
