Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Do I stay here in Pittsburgh for a few years or do I move back to Maine when my lease is up?
If I stay here I'll continue to work and possibly go back to school.
If I move back to Maine I can go back to my old jobs, at least on per diem basis so job hunting won't really be an issue, plus I'll be closer to friends & family (whom I miss a whole bunch) and I'd possibly go back to school.
Pittsburgh is fun, its a great city and there's opportunity here but my family & friends are in Maine.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Emergency Emily directs her readers to a post by Buzzard, an ER doc serving in
No, that post will not make me tear up. That post will make cry. That post will make me wipe my tears on the back of my hand so that I can see enough to continue reading it. That post will make me have to run to the bathroom to get tissues. That post will remind me to say a prayer for my brother-in-law and for all American soldiers in the hopes that they can do their best to avoid harm and avoid having to bury their comrades. I have had the honor of attending the funeral of an American soldier; I felt a duty to go. To pay my respects to a man who has chosen to serve his nation in a time of unrest. He was willing to give his life for his fellow man and his life was ripped away from him by someone who holds no regard for the sanctity of human life. I am speechless, I truly am because I have no means of expressing how strongly I feel that all human life is sacred, but the man who risks his life for the safety and security of his countrymen is just something else, something incomprehensible
Saturday, March 15, 2008
This is my ambulance. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My ambulance is my best friend. It is my life. I must master its tools as I must master my life.
My ambulance, without me, is useless. Without my ambulance, I am useless. I must steer my ambulance true.
I must care for my patient who is trying to die. I must treat him before he deteriorates.
My ambulance and myself know that what counts in this war is not the patients we see, the noise of our siren, nor the lights we flash.
We know that it is the compassion that counts.
My ambulance is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engine and its transmission.
I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage.
I will keep my ambulance clean and ready. We will become part of each other.
Before God, I swear this creed. My ambulance and myself are the defenders of health.
We are the masters of trauma and malaise. We are the savers of life.
So be it, until health is America's and there is no enemy, but MRSA!
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
My brother-in-law is in the Army, he is First Sergeant Richard Tufts, I admire him, I am proud to call him family I wish that in the past I had taken the opportunity to really talk to him. In the time when I met Rick I had no desire to serve my country, I wish now that I was a different person then. I wish that when my sister married him that I could have been the person that I am now and maybe paid better attention. Had that been the case maybe I would have chosen to serve when I was in a capacity to.
I wish that I knew ten years ago the things that I know now. I would have been a different person then and I would have chosen a different path. I now wish that I could serve my fellow man in a different manner. Over the past year I have had the opportunity to truly get to know two citizen soldiers- both
Sunday, March 9, 2008
There is absolutely nothing that I hate more than moving and when I settled here in
Upon completing my paramedic education I figured I was good for about five years as a street medic, well, my five years are soon to be up. Back in
The years preceding my move the major stumbling block to getting out of my own way to get on the road and go was giving up all that I had established in