….if it wasn’t happening to me! A phrase that came to mind many times during my career as an ambulance crew member. Like the time we were called to a patient who had been bitten by her very small rodent a few hours earlier, or the guy with the Sunday morning hangover. I’ll make more of both of those in future posts.
There have been many books written about Ambulance life, most extremely good, but not many that I’ve read address the emotional highs and lows a person experiences on a daily basis. It’s taken as an expected part of the job, and Ambulance crews are hardy types but, when you leave the comfort and support of like-minded colleagues behind, suddenly the reality of what you have seen and dealt with becomes very different. It is my hope to7 share these emotions as best as I can in my posts. I have many stories to tell, some funny, some sad, but I will also try to explain the feelings involved too.
Please feel free to comment if you have any questions, or if you disagree with my views. If you can relate to anything I say I’d love to hear from you.
Life After the Blues (and twos) 