Interpret this how you wish….
Spiralling out of control?…
Light at the end of the tunnel?…
I don’t know, you tell me x
Believe it not, what you see above is everything I carry with me on every shift. I like to have it all with me, most of it in my pockets, it makes me feel human, heres the low down…
- Reading glasses – It would be no good if I couldn’t read the addresses I am going to, the meds the patient is on, see the microscopic things in wounds, read my phone, etc.
- Sunglasses – Well for a start they make me look cool driving the ambo.
- Pens – For the writing on gloves, taping screen, and searching drug addicts pockets.
- Gloves – For general touching of everything and everybody, sometimes necessary to double glove.
- Scissors – These mothers cut through anything.
- Hand sanitiser – Can be also applied right up the forearms after visiting sticky carpet houses.
- Hand moisturiser – Which is needed after washing your hands a hundred times, and stripping your hands of any natural oils.
- Paracetamol – For the aches and pains after humping the tenth bigger framed person down five flights of stairs, because no large people get ill on the ground floor.
- Base makeup – So I don’t end up looking iller than the people I am seeing after a twelve hour shift.
- Chewing gum – To add to the coolness, and make my breath smell better at 3am.
- Mints – Just incase the gum hasn’t worked.
- Notebook – To be honest most of what is in there is spellings, these medical words are tricky fellas to spell you know.
- Lip balm – To stop my lips from cracking and falling off at -5 at a roadside of a vomiting teenager.
- Eye measuring thingy – Sorry don’t know the proper name, its also good for seeing small head wounds and key code pads.
- Eye drops – By 4am my eyeballs feel like they are going to drop out of my head, and my contacts are pieces of grit scrapping the membrane off my eyes.
- Eye spray – It wakes me up for a long 6 hour transfer.
- Nursey looking watch – This would help me count breaths and heart beats if only I could see the second hand…. refer to number 1
- My personalised stethoscope – This makes me feel doctorish, adds credibility that I might know what I am talking about, but it always helps if you have it turned to the right side, which on occasions I have had a slight panic thinking a person has no heart beat, even though they are sat up breathing and talking to me.
I hope you have found a slight bit of interest in what your local emergency person carries in those big green pockets. Keep safe x
I thought I would post a picture for each season,
As you see above Winter, this picture was taken on my old iPhone when in the rare occasion we actually got snow here, the last time being 2010. We went on a snow walk to the woods, very atmospheric!
Following the cold dark Winters is Spring, this picture represents Spring well here for me, because I live in the countryside the farmers plant the maze and then cover it with plastic which leaves an effect around us like we are surrounded in sparkly water.
Then of cause my favourite time Summer, this is me doing exactly what I want to be doing all the time, say no more you get the picture!
Then Autumn, or how some of you call it Fall, I love the colours at this time of year. The seasons just keep going round and round regardless, moving and changing. One thing you can be assured of. x
This is a tad abstract but in this piece of art I see the face of my handsome dog!
Can you see it? x
As most of the people that follow and look at this blog are not from the United Kingdom, I will explain who this man Jeremy Hunt is, he is a British Conservative member politician, who is at this moment our Secretary of Health. Last night after finishing a long shift at work, for those of you that don’t know I proudly work for the National Health Service as an Emergency Care Assistant, hoping to be one day a Paramedic. My role is to support the paramedic in what ever way that might be, which believe you me is very varied. Anyway after my shift yesterday I was reading on Twitter and listening on the news his reference to the NHS in an interview his words being…. the ‘ambulance driver’ who takes a patient to hospital…
I apologies if some of you might find this a bit gruesome, but it is the reality of life..
Just to confirm what some of things an ‘ambulance driver’ does… hold an elderly lady of 104 in your arms whilst they take their last breath, cut a mother down after they have hanged themselves, talk a son down from a railway bridge who wants to jump in front of a train, perform CPR on a gentlemen in the middle of a busy supermarket for over an hour whilst their family are screaming at you to save their father, husbands life, comfort a wife who went to bed to find her husband had just passed away, get covered in blood whilst a patient is vomiting blood because their liver has ruptured, hold someones grandmas foot on to stop it from falling off in front of the family because they fell, administer drugs because a two week old baby is struggling to breath, wash out wounds on someones father because they have crashed their bike into a central reservation, help a homeless person out of a bin and check them over, listen to their story, buy them a hot drink and a pasty, the bin was the only place they had to shelter from the rain, immobilise someones daughter after a car crash to give her the best chance to carry on walking for the rest of her life….. shall I go on?
Jeremy just think about the words that come out of your mouth because they can not be taken back. And I hope that you think of this when god forbid any of your closest family members need an ‘ambulance drivers’ help.
Your faithful national health servant who is now going to get ready to do it all over again.
I have had a week off on annual leave, (well except Wednesday I went in as a favour!) And I have been doing lots of dog walks in the wind and rain.
The first picture I went for the Arabian nights look trudging through the desert, except it was so cold on my delicate little face I needed to cover it. The second look is the Men in Black look, dressed in a alien rubber protection from acid slime suit.
This one, I am sure needs no introduction!
Our British Icon! Big Ben! x
My Second entry to this weeks challenge, the beauty of nature. I am sure I have many more pictures if I delve deep enough into the photo archives, but here are a tiny few that I could grab quickly. Again I don’t think I can take credit for taking these pictures, my OH is the clever one with the lens, I just benefit from them as material for this blog. x