From the streets to the back of the ambulance and into the firehouse. I hope to share all my experiences about the job, the camaraderie, and, of course, the fun stuff. I am really trying to get myself on the right track. All hell broke loose aro.

This week I had a patient who had that same birthday as my mom. I suspect my mother has aged some. she is a certain age in my mind, no matter how old she becomes. I suspect it is the same phenomenon that makes me appear still as her little boy in her mind. My wife and I also broke d.

You have a four year degree in anthropology and you drive an ambulance for a living? Monday, October 10, 2005. Had an out-of-the-ordinary experience last night. We had the guy sit down and took his keys while we waited on the police. A state trooper happened to be at the intersection, and he joined us within a few seconds. The driver blew a .

A Step in the Right Direction. Today is a huge milestone for first responders across BC. When I first started developing symptoms of PTSD, it was all very confusing. The main emotion that came up for me was sadness.

The life of a paramedic in the great windy city of Chicago. I just got back from another call. We were called for a check up on a 10-50. It was at the furthest edge of our district. When we got on scene, all I saw was a squad car.