So while most people are enjoying their evenings to themselves after working all day or chasing kids around the house while pulling their hair out, I have been spending my evenings for the past few weeks doing what else - studying, practicing, going over scenarios, etc.
Everyone has friends in their life that you feel comfortable around. These are the friends that help themselves to the ice in my freezer, and I don't even mind because that means I don't have to get up and do it. In turn, they sit cross legged on my floor with training manuals and shout out various terminology, scenarios, etc for me to go over. And since we have been running more medical assist calls, I have been going over the basics with that too!
Dislocated shoulder? Yup, got that covered!
Weird look on your patients (friends) face? Yup, that's covered too.
It's nice to have someone to practice on and even better when they don't mind when you have to wedge straps in their groin when you practice strapping them to a board. They're just happy to help!
Reporting from On SceneMonday: Responded to Fire Alarm at 3 story apartment complex. Grabbed a tool and went to walk over to FireGeezer. ”Eh, go park your ass by the rig.”
My life for the next little while....
Tuesday: Responded to MVA. One call I will probably never forget. I am looking at it as a crossroads. I could let it eat me up and totally burn me out…or let it be something for me to build on, draw strength from the raw emotion I felt on scene that day.
I feel bent but certainly not broken....
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