gunnurse
Senior Member
I sat tonight looking at my pitiful dog. She is a 14-year old chihuahua. She wet the kitchen floor tonight, and I was so angry at her. Then, I remembered...
I have been a paramedic since 1993. I was an EMT since 1984. I rose through the ranks to shift commander. In between that, I was a firefighter at a nuclear plant. Before that, I was a firefighter at the fastest running company at the fastest growing in the U.S. (Gwinnett County.) I have been privileged to be places where few people have ever been- such as a medical response team on top of the dome of an operating nuclear reactor. Today, I work as a nurse at a major cardiology clinic. Been there, done that, etc, etc.
But back to my dog. She lies pitifully looking up with a crooked spine. Unable to fully control her bodily functions. The same puppy that used to go crazy when I asked “Who’s that!?!” She’s now blind, mostly deaf, and relies on memory and smell to find her food dish. Like me- after my multiple spinal surgeries. Confined to be just a clinic nurse. Nothing like the excitement and skill I used in the ER. But I remember- it’s not “patients” that I encounter... It’s people. And I give myself a pass. Like I give my chihuahua a pass.
I have been a paramedic since 1993. I was an EMT since 1984. I rose through the ranks to shift commander. In between that, I was a firefighter at a nuclear plant. Before that, I was a firefighter at the fastest running company at the fastest growing in the U.S. (Gwinnett County.) I have been privileged to be places where few people have ever been- such as a medical response team on top of the dome of an operating nuclear reactor. Today, I work as a nurse at a major cardiology clinic. Been there, done that, etc, etc.
But back to my dog. She lies pitifully looking up with a crooked spine. Unable to fully control her bodily functions. The same puppy that used to go crazy when I asked “Who’s that!?!” She’s now blind, mostly deaf, and relies on memory and smell to find her food dish. Like me- after my multiple spinal surgeries. Confined to be just a clinic nurse. Nothing like the excitement and skill I used in the ER. But I remember- it’s not “patients” that I encounter... It’s people. And I give myself a pass. Like I give my chihuahua a pass.