It's my life, as I see it. It's my opinions, my thoughts, and my experiences. The content has changed over the years as my live has changed. The 40 something EMT Wife and mother, is now a Wife and Search Technician with Search Dogs Sussex and as for the age? Does that even matter!
Sunday, 8 February 2009
Should I stay or should I go now?
Yesterday morning Lit'lun and I went down to do the horses, it was freezing cold again and she worked so hard helping me, probably to get home quicker but she helped of her own accord. Once home I suggested having pancakes for breakfast, she danced about saying how unfair it was to just have them on Shrove Tuesday, and I set to making a batter and squeezing lemons.
After eating them we sat and watched the television for a while, my husband rang for a quick chat between lecture sessions then I woke the hedgehog up so I could have a prickly cuddle as I'm back at work tonight, although I am not looking forward to it one single bit! She huffed a bit at being woken up, but was soon happy to wander around the lounge exploring before coming back and falling asleep in my hands, I put her back into her bed, and prepared my dinner to take to work with me.
Lit'lun and I went back down to the horses and put them to bed, with lots of hay.
On the way home I had a quick chat with my mum using a blue tooth headset, while I was talking I heard a text message come through but couldn't do anything till I had driven home. As I read the text I screamed, it was from a friend, who was obviously very distressed, saying goodbye!! the thoughts that went through my mind! It had been a good 15+ minutes since the text had arrived. I rang her home number fortunately she answered, we had a chat then rang off, I rang her mum, as she lives very close to my friend ( who lives hundreds of miles from me) who said she would go round immediately. ( later I got a call from both my friend and her mother, saying things were fine)
I set off for work, this is my first shift since that awful job. We were stood down for an hour by one of the managers who came out to speak to us and make sure we were OK.
Our first job was to a two month old unconscious baby.... Wheres the justice in that??? Our control rang us after sending the job, to tell us there was a paramedic car closer than us but we were both a first response, they asked if we were OK as they knew what our last job had been. To be fair they updated us continuously on the journey finally saying baby was screaming and the car had arrived on scene. We went in the baby was definitely in some distress but the parents and the car paramedic had already chatted and decided that the parents would take baby to hospital in their own car. I couldn't get out of the house fast enough, neither could my crew mate.
After a bit of cover, we got our second job, a red call to a 16 year old severe respiratory distress, asthma, it turned out to be a panic attack, fortunately.
our other jobs were all car accidents, as the roads were extremely icy. The first car accident wasn't caused by the ice though! Judging by the fumes left in the back of the ambulance after he had left it, still there was a lovely police lady with a breath test kit waiting for him to step off the ambulance......
And now I am home, I have checked and fed the animals, I have had a cup of tea and some toast and now I am going to bed, BUT, I am seriously considering my future in the ambulance service,
Should I stay or should I go now.............??
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