I am not a simple doctor. I worked in Nicaragua for three years in a provincial hospital that we sutured the wounds with the pieces of threads that were left from others. I worked in the emergency room for three years caring for children, women in labor, adults and resuscitating cardiac arrests. Twice a week we went to the banana fields to tend to the barefoot people who had never seen a doctor. Then I returned to Cuba and became a specialist. We work two of my specialty in the Hospital. But these experiences strengthened my faith in God. I went to the Catholic Church every Sunday and the archbishop made me study with the Jesuits for three years Christian Anthropology. Then I was appointed to represent Guantánamo in a Social Conference of the Church in the Capital of Havana. The director suddenly told me that the other fellow doctor of mine would send him to Agriculture on the same date that I would go to Havana. But don't stand by with my arms crossed. I went to the provincial committee of the Communist Party and asked for an interview with the person in charge of relations with Religion. I explained to him that I was going to complain to the national person in charge of the PCC who was related to all the churches, especially the Catholic one. The leader was silent and told me that he was going to see what he would do for me. The next day the director of the hospital sent me to tell me with a party informer that I could go to Havana. Is this how human rights are respected in Cuba? Later I was appointed Director of Caritas in the province of Gtmo and as a flood had occurred, the Guaso River had washed away several houses and many people had drowned - including my grandmother's house with everything inside except my grandmother who had rescued her Before Communism in Europe had already disintegrated and the Soviet Union did not send the subsidies that supported the Castro regime. As director of Caritas, I received the food containers that went to the Hospital and I myself controlled them so that there were no thefts. I also received medications - there were no anesthetics in the Hospital - and I had to write prescriptions for these Swiss medications personally until I realized that the professional staff themselves, from the PCC, the UJC and others were asking me for prescriptions of the medications for a friendship or other purpose. So leave the thing to its free course.
´RESPECT AND PERSECUTION-CHIVATOS-COMUNISTS-
But I did gain respect from everyone except for a nursing assistant who denounced me for defending, while operating, a case of a fourth-year medical student who had written on the blackboard "Human rights are not respected in Cuba." The next afternoon they brought me a summons to report to the police without telling me the crime. With faith in God and a bible in my car, I went to see the Interior Ministry official who was almost illiterate and did not know the word communist orthodoxy. He let me go because I saw that I could not argue with an idiot and I got tired of waiting for his presence as if he was the owner of everything. But the thing did not end there. Three days later the ENT specialist, and two nurses, the three brunettes, took me to a private room and made a circle around me as if it were a trial. I told them that they had no right to judge me, because in the world there was freedom of expression and it was my right. _Well, if you don't like this, we can give an example of democracy, you go to another country where there is hunger, discrimination, etc. I just stood up and left in a rage. But since the Church protected me and I was an excellent worker, they left me alone although they murmured “worm” behind my back and I said “yes, white worm, not because of the race and you olive-green worms.” Take the opportunity to request an exit from the country to see me family to my dear Uruguay
URUGUAY
And I had to ask the Minister of National Health for authorization to authorize it. My best friend in the Hospital who later discovered that she was a snitch of the regime, although she was towards the opposition, she told me that the nurse who participated in my trial said "I hope they don't give her permission for a worm"
And I went to Uruguay and stayed, revalidated the title. And right away I got a job without mentioning that Dr. Tabaré Vázquez was interested in doing joint scientific work on the application of ozone therapy to cancer patients. I was the first doctor to officially deliver all the papers on ozone therapy to the Ministry of Public Health and to legalize it as a therapy that did not yet exist in Uruguay. Later he founded a clinic against pain in the center of Montevideo. That's when Doctor Tabaré Vázquez contacted me. Currently, Diabetes Mellitus has limited my medical practice as I have to inject fast and slow insulin 3 times a day. But likewise I go on Saturdays with a pediatrician through an NGO to consult in remote and deprived places where most have not seen a doctor there. I also give lectures on Sexually Transmitted Diseases all for free, just by my faith and my medical knowledge
DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ
CUBAN URUGUAYAN
GENIUS
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