Today is this blog’s 4th anniversary. Wow, time sure has flown by, and I am left a bit stunned. It felt like just yesterday I wanted to become a paramedic. Looking back over the last year, I have dialed back quite a bit from writing due to what we would call: Life. However, I was surprised by the statistics that despite having written a lot less, the number of views on this blog has increased. I’m hoping people are finding useful information on here, or just enjoying the random thoughts and stories.
I remember when I first started contemplating on becoming a paramedic, I asked myself many questions and had my fears. Amongst one of them was the question: “How will I deal with a bad call?” I remember trying to find out what it was like to go through a bad call, what are the hurdles someone has to conquer, I wanted to get a better understanding of it. I never did find the answer. Until last year on this exact month of January, I had the call that altered my life. I finally understood why no one talks about it, or rarely does so. I understood why people don’t write about it. It’s so very personal. I admire those who can stand up in front of people and confront some of their biggest fears and biggest emotions in order for others to better understand what they are going through and that they are not alone. I have not reached that stage yet, where I can openly write about it because at times, it still invoke emotions that bring tears to my eyes. I do hope that one day I can muster that courage to write about the rollar coaster ride that came with the call, all the hurdles, all the emotions, the struggles, the confusion, the love and support I received. Why? Because I know it will help someone out there, to better understand what we, as paramedics, and other emergency responders go through at some point in our lives. It will help not only the paramedics that are going through it or will go through it, but also their families.
It hasn’t been easy the last several years making a living as a paramedic in BC. Financially it can be a struggle at times, but I still tell myself and truly believe that this is the best job in the world. In the last year, I made a personal record in going through five interviews and working four different jobs at different intervals on top of my paramedic gig. I just recently landed a new side job that starts in February. I’m hoping this is the one that will work as a perfect match with my paramedic schedule. I also contemplated about going back to school in the next year or two to study as an RT (Respiratory Therapist), it is something I’m mulling over and have not yet come to a concrete decision. Don’t get me wrong, I never intend to stop working as a paramedic, but I discovered it is important to have a job to fall back on when I get hurt on the job. Because, it is inevitable we will eventually get hurt, in fact, I just recovered from a minor wrist injury and I have only been in the service for just over two years.
I find I have a lot less time to write ever since I met my better half and I continue to juggle work, adventures and travel. As the posts trickle in here and there, I will always be vigilant in answering any questions that gets posted here on this blog.
I want to thank all the readers for the wonderful comments you have left behind over the years, some of you finding inspiration, and many of you sharing the joy of getting into paramedic school and eventually becoming paramedics. It appears that the purpose of my blog has been met, and it was you who made it happen. Thank you.