![]() God bless you my friend for you and your brothers/sisters truly make a difference in this world. Not because they knew me for they didn't know he was mine but because I've seen those men in action over many years and they had always treated each and every patient in this same manner. The medics that were on the scene of my Benji's accident all knew me and I knew that each of them treated my baby with dignity and respect for him. The Daddy (mom and the whole family) of this girl would surely feel relief in knowing that someone had great respect for his daughter in her death. It is a career that you obviously love and you compassion is undeniable. While I have seen my share of horrible sites I can not and do not want to see what you guys/gals see out on the road. I am a trauma nurse and, most importantly, the mother of an amazing young man who will forever be 18. I don't think I have ever read anything so poignant. We'll never be out of a job, but it would be a nice thought. Some of the new guys test themselves by looking in the bedroom window, never seeing "a body" before. The sleeper who got home and started supper after being on the road all week and fell asleep - your run-of-the-mill "burnt food on the stove" turned into a structure fire and he made it as far as rolling off his bed before becoming overcome by smoke. The housewife pacing the trailer waiting for family after her husband codes and is taken away at daybreak on Easter morning, "CPR in progress." There's nothign that can really be done for him, but she's left with herself and her thoughts and her slippers. I see the excitement on the faces of the new guys and I sometimes wonder how do you break them in ahead of time, before they get to "that" call? I was first at a fatal MVA where I thought I knew the teenage girl until six months later I saw her at her HS graduation. Trauma is trauma Memories are memories Ghosts are ghosts no matter where. try to remember that you're not alone and we are all part of the biggest and best Brotherhood in the world! We understand and feel your pain. To all the Brothers that have been there. I walk away to protect you as well as myself from the ghosts. When you ask us a question and we say you don't want to know, drop it and change the subject or just smile and walk away and please, don't keep asking and pushing the issue, or follow us if we walk away. PLEASE! Most of us just want to try to go about our lives and not relive the things we've seen just because you have this misconception about our world being so great and that we just hang around and do basically nothing. The smells that we have smelled and the things we have encountered are things you never can forget no matter how hard you try or what you do. ![]() The demons and Ghosts are many and unless you've experienced them like we have, you have no idea what this job is like. I have 28 yrs as a Firefighter/EMT and Training Officer for my station. ![]() WAKE UP!!!, it's not! This isn't a job for just anyone. Well said Brother!! To those that think it's a cake job. Even now, 50 years later, I can still see the images, and I always wondered how the response crew could live with that day after day. He then placed the pillowcase in the back of the ambulance. The crew man then scraped what was left of the man's head and brains from the road surface and shoveled it into what looked like a pillowcase. The neighbor left and returned with a large feed shovel. Yet my attention drawn to one fire crew member, who was talking to a neighbor. They talked among themselves as the pried at the car so they could recover the body of the driver. The windshield was gone, and so was the head, and most of the shoulders of the driver. I watched as they raised the front of a semi and pulled an MG from under it's frame. I got there just a few minutes after the ambulance. So being curious I walked through the neighbor's yards as I made my way towards the sound. ![]() When I was about 6 I hear a tremendous crash on the main highway about a half mile from my grandmother's house. ![]()
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