Most of us have a job where we do the same thing, day in and day out. It becomes “the daily grind”. I have the same job every day, but it’s everything but the same thing day in and day out. Yesterday was a simple lift assist for an elderly, disabled lady. Today was a three vehicle motor vehicle accident and tonight an elderly lady tripped, fell and cut her elbow open (she’s on Coumadin, a blood thinner) and waited six hours before calling for help. When my partner and I arrived on scene in looked like someone had been murdered. There was blood tracked all over the floors, throughout every room, the dog was covered in blood, it was all over the furniture and walls. It was grisly. The amazing part? This little, tiny ninety-four year old woman was still conscious and joking with us! God bless her!
Tomorrow could hold anything in store for us. Or the next ten minutes. If there’s anything I’ve learned from being on the job as a firefighter/EMT it’s that the entire world can change in one split second. Everything you knew, or thought you knew, can be gone in a heartbeat. We’re taught much, but rarely does anything go as expected. There’s no such thing as a routine call for chest pain, there’s no one, true and tried way of delivering oxygen to a patient. Every call is different. Each patient is different.
And I’m learning that you can never use the same stethoscope twice… because they get hijacked the moment you turn your back.
God, I LOVE MY JOB!
The Professional Lesbian 