When God made EMT's and Paramedics......
When the Lord made EMT's and Paramedics, he was into his sixth day of
overtime when an angel appeared and said,
"You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one,"
And the Lord said,
"Have you read the specs on this order?
An EMT/Paramedic has to be able to carry an injured person up a wet, grassy
hill in the dark, dodge stray bullets to reach a dying child unarmed, enter
homes a health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle their uniform."
"He has to be able to lift three times his own weight, crawl into wrecked
cars with barely enough room to move, and console a grieving mother as he is
doing CPR on a baby he knows will never breathe again."
"He has to be in top mental conditionat all times,
running on no sleep, black coffee, and half eaten meals.
And he has to have six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands....no way."
"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord,
"It's the three pairs of eyes an EMT/Medic has to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees open sores as he's drawing blood and
asks the patient if they may be HIV positive,"
(When he already knows and wishes he'd taken that accounting job)
"Another pair here on the side of his head for is partner's safety.
Another pair of eyes here in front that can look reassuringly at a bleeding
victim and say 'You'll be all right ma'am' when he knows it isn't so."
"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve,
"rest and work on this tomorrow."
"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound
drunk out from behind a steering wheel without incident and feed a family of
five on a private service paycheck."
The angel circled the model of the paramedic very slowly,
"Can it think?" she asked.
"You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the symptoms of 100 illnesses,
recite drug calculations in its sleep; intubate, defibrillate, medicate, and
continue CPR nonstop over terrain that any doctor would fear...and still it
keeps its sense of humor."
"This EMT/Medic also has phenominal control.
He can deal with a multi-victim trauma, coaz a frightened elderly person to
unlock their door, comfort a murder victim's family, and then read in the
daily paper how EMT's and Paramedics were unable to locate a house quickly
enough, allowing a person to die.
A house which had no street sign, no house numbers, no phone to call back."
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the
EMT/Paramedic.
"There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too
much into this model."
"That's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear."
"What's the tear for?" asked the angel.
"It's for bottled-up emotions, for patients they tried in vain to save, for
committment to hope that they will make a difference in a person's chance to
survive, for life."
"You're a genius," said the angel.
The Lord looked somber, "I didn't put it there."
What is a fireman?
He is the guy next door - a man's man with the memory of a little boy. He has never gotten over the excitement of engines and sirens and danger.
He is a guy like you and me with wants and worries and unfulfilled dreams.
Yet he stands taller than most of us.
He is a fireman.
He puts it all on the line when the bell rings.
A fireman is at once the most fortunate and the least fortunate of men.
He is a man who saves lives because he has seen too much death.
He is a gentle man because he has seen the awesome power of violence out of control.
He is responsive to a child's laughter because his arms have held too many small bodies that will never laugh again.
He is a man who appreciates the simple pleasures of life - hot coffee held in numb, unbending fingers - a warm bed for bone and muscle compelled beyond feeling - the camaraderie of brave men - the divine peace and selfless service of a job well done in the name of all men.
He doesn't wear buttons or wave flags or shout obscenities.
When he marches, it is to honor a fallen comrade.
He doesn't preach the brotherhood of man.
He lives it.
IF I COULD DESCRIBE A HERO
AND YOU'D ASK ME WHAT IT WOULD BE?
A FIREMAN I WOULD ANSWER AND THIS IS WHY YOU SEE
THEY GO INTO A FIRE NO MATTER HOW BIG OR SMALL.
THEY DO NOT HESITATE ONCE, AFTER YOU HAVE PLACED THAT CALL
FORGETTING ABOUT THEMSELVES AND DOING WHAT THEY LOVE AND KNOW
THIS IS NOT AN ACT NOR IS IT A SHOW
THEY WILL RACE DEEP WITHIN THE HEART OF A FIRE WE CALL THE BEAST
TO THEM BEATING IT IS THEIR ULTIMATE FEAST
TO THEM THIS IS THEIR JOB AND WHAT THEY LIKE TO DO
BUT I BELIEVE THIS IS WHERE THE UTMOST RESPECT IS DUE
RESPECT IS WHAT THEY DESERVE FROM EVERYONE ALL THE TIME
NOT JUST WHEN THEY LOOSE A BROTHER WHILE FIGHTING THAT FRONT LINE
FOR ALL THAT HAVE COME TO PAY THEIR RESPECT WHICH IS GREATLY DUE
JUST GO HOME AND THINK WHAT A FIREMAN MEANS TO YOU
THEY DO NOT RESPECT YOU PART OF THE TIME
OR ELSE THEIR LIVES THEY WOULD NOT LAY ON THE LINE
SO THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE A FIREMAN THIS IS WHAT YOU SHOULD DO
TELL THEM THEY ARE LOVED AND GIVE THEM THE RESPECT THEY ARE DUE
THIS COMES TO YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART
I WANT ALL YOU FIREFIGHTERS TO KNOW MY LIFE YOU ARE A PART
I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST AND HOPE YOU'LL ALL STAY SAFE
I KNOW AT LEAST IN MY HEART YOU ALL HAVE A SPACE
Joke
A fire fighter is working on the engine outside the station when he notices a little girl next door in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle. The girl is wearing a fire fighter's helmet. The wagon is being pulled by
her dog and her cat. The fire fighter walked over to take a closer look.
"That sure is a nice fire truck," the fire fighter says with admiration. "Thanks" the girl says.
The firefighter looks a little closer and notices the girl has tied the wagon to her dog's collar and to the cat's testicles. "Little Partner", the fire fighter says, "I don't want to tell you how to run your rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's collar too, I think you could go faster."
The little girl replies thoughtfully, "You're probably right, but then I wouldn't have a siren."
It may take you two minutes to read this, but if you do not take the time to read this you are one of the people this post is talking about.
You stay up for 16 hours He's been up for 48 straight You take a warm shower to help you wake up. The rain in the middle of the interstate keeps him awake. You complain of a "headache", and call in sick. He's chilled to the bone, hasn't eaten all day, has the flu, and then runs into a burning building You drink your coffee on your way to the mall. He pumps on a five years olds chest on the way to the hospital. You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket. He makes sure the pass device on his pack is working. You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you. He watches his buddy fall through four floors. You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls. He walks down the highway looking for the motorcyclists missing limb. You complain about how hot it is. He wears fifty pounds of gear in the middle of July and drags a body out of 1600 degree flames. You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong. He hasn't seen a meal since last shift ate breakfast. Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. He's worn the same stinking, wet, grungy clothes for the past 24 hours....no time for a shower. You go to the mall and get your hair redone. He holds the hair of some college girl while she's puking in the back of the ambulance. You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over. His shift ended 2 hours ago and he on for another 24 hours at a station thirty miles away. You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight. He calls his girlfriend to tell her he made it back alive....then leaves abruptly for another fire. You yell and scream at the engine that just past you because they slowed you down. He's in the back of the engine, going to cut somebody out of their car only to find out that their dead and their daughter is barely alive. You roll your eyes as a baby cries. He cries as he hears his new born cry in the hospital....but he was taking a drunk teenager in when his boy was born. You criticize your fire dept and say their never there quick enough anyway. He blows the air horn while the person in front of them refuses to move while talking on their cell phone and doing their makeup. You hear the jokes about fallen firefighters and say they should have known better. He feels the floor give way while he's carrying an old lady from her bedroom and tosses on to the hard floor and falls into the unknown. You see the bright lights when you go by. He sees the broken bodies lying around the car. You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't. He looks into buying a bullet proof vest because he has been shot at trying to save the shooting victims life. You stay at home and watch TV. He takes his spare time to wash the wagon, restock the ambulance and maybe call his mother to tell her not to worry, he'll be home the next night You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable. He tries to sleep on his spring board bed but keeps getting woken up by the gong and bell, ah, one hour of sleep, it should do till tomorrow night.You sit there and judge him, saying the that its a waste of money to have them around. Garbage truck workers make more than he does, but its not for the money, its for the people who don't appreciate what he does.If you support your local firefighters, repost this with a "A fireman's life" If you don't support your firefighter well, then don't repost, it's not like you care any way. And above all some of us do it for free.
10 Reasons to Date an EMT/ Paramedic
10 Reasons to Date an EMT/ Paramedic:
:10) We are used to staying up all night...
09) Good with multi. partners...
08) We are experts in Mouth-to-Mouth.
07) The best in Rapid clothing removal.
06) We arrive with our own multi-positional bed.
05) We'll shock the socks off you!
04) We always come when we are called.
03) EMT's are prepared for any rhythm.
02) Of course, we are already familiar with Latex.
01) Anytime, Anywhere, Anyway you need us!!
