October was a busy, busy month. Ironically, since I don’t work full time, I have less time to blog. It used to be easy to write a blog post between calls or even on a slow shift. Now, when I work, I have to, uh, work.
Such is life in the dreaded private sector.
I’m getting to use my accumulated years of EMS experience to teach the new generation the skills they’ll need to work in the field. I’m also getting to work with experienced medics and EMTs and help them improve their skills.
It’s actually fun and challenging most of the time.
It’s also an education for me. I’ve come to appreciate the education and training I was able to get because my service was dedicated to always improving the level of service we delivered to patients. I see the challenges that smaller municipal services face as well as the different types of challenges some private services face.
It’s a good situation all around and I’m lucky to be in it.
As I opened with, October was pretty hectic. I worked almost every day. Which sounds funny, but really isn’t. I’m much busier than I thought I would be.
At least I’m not bored.
So, look for more posts from me on a more frequent basis. EMS, non EMS, politics, guns, whatever, I’ll try to get something up every day.
Welcome back, and happy Thanksgiving! I’d be interested in your EMS memories of motorcycle accidents, but then again maybe I wouldn’t want to read them. 😉
They generally break down into two categories. People are very lucky and walk away. Or they aren’t and don’t. The last motorcycle accident I responded to was a couple years ago. He wasn’t lucky. Didn’t die, but crashed right in front of our station. We weren’t there at the time, so we got it as a regular call. We pulled up and he had crossed four lanes, hit curb, went airborne, barely missed a tree, and hit a parked police car. He broke his femur and had other fairly serious injuries. The lucky part for him was that he missed hitting my truck by less than an inch. The accident investigator frankly couldn’t figure out HOW he missed hitting my truck, but he did. He could have faced the prospect of having a pissed off paramedic being the guy who treated him, but as it turned out, I was just amused.
The worst accident I recall was probably 40+ years ago when EMS was new and I was a volunteer in New Hampshire. He was really unlucky as he hit a tree and had no helmet on.
I owned motorcycles during the 1970s, but even if I was in a state where helmets weren’t required, I wore one. Which is not to say that I’m in favor of seat belt or helmet laws. That’s purely personal choice.