Few Words Left UnSpoken

Reporting From On Scene
Incident:  Medical Assist


Dear Xxxxxxxx:

Life is difficult, I get that, I truly do.  There are financial troubles, family conflicts, friendships that don't last, failed relationships, career disappointments that lead to you being unemployed, etc.  You lived in a home that was hardly suitable for human habitation because you lost the motivation to take care of yourself and your environment around you.

You can't cope.  You want out. You want to die and you understand what that means.  You want closure... the final end to it all.

So you try not once, but twice. Remember last time your sister called us? Remember who pulled you from your vehicle... in your garage, with carbon monoxide poisoning? 

Well, your plan failed again, and I am glad.  I'm not glad because you failed at life, but because you failed at dying.  I'm glad mainly because you're only 22 years old.  You have a whole life yet to live.

Your request has been denied.  You will not be getting an apology from me for doing what I did, messing up your plans for the second time.  You didn't have a DNR order then and you didn't have one two days ago.  I acted accordingly.  And not alone.

You see, the reason why you are sitting in the psych ward alive this evening is because a 'higher power' also didn't see it as a good day for you to die. 'His' hands were working my hands... as I worked on you.

Perhaps, you can now get the help you so desperately need and we won't have to respond to your third attempt.

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        captain
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Senior Firefighter/Paramedic