Having the Time of My Life On the Job.

I think everyone that goes to EMT or Paramedic schools are adrinalin junkies. The race with life. Being able to help people. The biggest thrill is the emergency call.  You get to drive fast with sirens blaring, in uniform with your Jump box and save someone’s life. Of course emergencies don’t happen all the time. You have lots of “I’m sick.” calls.  Anything from diareaha to skinned knees. Lots of calls from Nursing Homes to hospitals or doctors office for  medical tests. I went thur EMT school but I decided I didn’t want to see other people’s bodily fluids. I did much better on the radio. I was a dispatcher. One of the most hated persons at a Ambulance company. I woke you up and told you where to go. Dispatching was great for the adrinalin rush. I loved knowing what was going on from all angles. I answered the phone and first got your address and phone number. A lot of folks didn’t want to give their phone numbers so I had to explain to them (this was pre 911) that if the ambulance got lost or anything, I could call back and no I wasn’t going to give it to anyone.  You have to get pertinant information like why do you need an ambulance and no, I need a ride to the hospital and don’t have a car or money so can you bill me, is not an appropreate answer.  Are you having trouble breathing?  Chest Pains? Broken arm?  I had gone thur EMT school and it helped me question the person about the nature of the call and render aid if possible.  It made me know if the call was emergency or non emergency calls. Most of the time they give you confusing reasons. Remember the old saying, Don’t do anything you wouldn’t like to have to tell the emergency personnel?  I’d give the call to one of the units that is closest to the address. The crew I send thinks I’m picking on them, making them  run all the calls but they don’t have a clue as to what is going on with the big picture. So, anyway, the crew goes on the call and finds out what’s really going on at that address and where they are or aren’t taking them. You may have 8 to 10 other calls in a the same time period.  It’s funny how things like that work. People will lie to you. Big time!  

After a year working for a private ambulance company, I applied and got a job with the city/county emergency operators. It was the pre 911 of the day. 523-1313. I felt I had arrived.  I loved that job.  Coordinating everything except the city owned ambulances and fire trucks coming in to the medical center from a tri state, 5 county area. Working paramedic orders from the paramedics in the field to the doctors in the hospital. Having that knowledge to understand what they were saying. It was great. It was sad that the only time I got excited at work was when someone was hurt, car accident, heart attacks, etc. but that was the truth. Time was essential. Everything ran in seconds and minutes and the train ran on time. You had a partner and things just clicked when working together and being busy. You brought your lunch or whatever to work with you or you didn’t eat. You ate lunch chained to the radio console and eat when you got a moment.  You may answer the phone with your mouth full because things changed from one second to the next. I then dispatched for the fire department. Learning about pumpers, ladder trucks, squads, hazardous materials,  the military ranking plus medical calls! You hear some of the funniest stuff about how and why people do things that set their house, car, barn, grass on fire. Of course it’s sad but people in this line of work often have very dark senses of humors. I know, I know but how can you not laugh at the crazy bastard that uses a blow torch to unthaw the kitchen pipes?  And people call the fire department for EVERYTHING!  They think the fire department is like rent a husband. Call and a truck full of men come over.  Cats up trees or when water is coming out of the light sockets. I guess they think they are plumbers and electrictions and get mad when the only thing they can do is shut the water off and call the electric company to come and cut the power. That’s what happens if your water pipes are upstairs. Then I dispatched the Po Po.  People will call the police about any and everything.  Fighting over a pork chop on the grill. The alzhiemer patient that thinks people are over at their houses when in fact they are alone.Like the kid that called 911 because his sister farted on him.  Not many people know but an old phone with no service attached can call 911.  I used to get kids all the time playing with Momma’s old phone call 911.   Like the time I was dispatching ambulances, I answered a 911 call from a man that had shot himself.  I do my job and try to talk him thur what to do to help him as my partners toned out the call.  The man was lying on the kitchen floor.  He had shot himself in thigh region. He couldn’t reach anything to help slow the bleeding. Not a kitchen towel, not a belt, not anything so I had him hold pressure with his bare hand. He was able to talk to me and I stayed on the phone with him. I asked him how he came to shoot himself.  He told me that he was up in his bedroom playing with his new pistol and playing quick draw. He was in his underwear in front of his mirror and using the waste band of his drawers as a holster. He had stumbled down stairs into the kitchen to make the phone call. He almost bled out. They lost his pedal pulse pulling into the ER. But it was funny as shit after it was all over with. The picture of him in his underwear playing quick draw kept playing in my head. See?  The adrinalin one the moment and the humor later. I loved my jobs.  I really enjoyed the fast pace, quick thinking on your feet, the adrianlin rush, knowing your partner is right there clicking along with you. You don’t even have to speak, working hand and glove. It most certainly is not boring.  It does take a special kind of person to do that job.  And you can’t ask just anybody to watch the phones for you while you go pee.  Some people are to afraid to answer the phone and don’t know what to say. 

 Marriages, relationships were hard to hang on to in the emergency buisness.  The time apart, just like the firemen.  24 on and 24 off is really hard.  Nurses, patients, paramedics bonding over emergencies like car wrecks, murder, suicide. The waste of life and the lack of morals on display.Some times, you’re just happy to be alive after witnessing death. Anyway, this was the best way I ever knew to earn a living.  We all must work so find what you love to do.  Being nosy was part of the reason I loved my job so much.  I got to know what was going on in real time!  I really miss those days.


If you find spelling mistakes, it’s because I can’t find the spell check button on the new updated wordpresss feature.  If you find the mistakes, can you send me your e-mail address and do you do puncuation marks too?  I need an editor.I know so much that I’ve had to delete some of the old stuff like how to spell cat.  lololol!

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Tuesday’s Visit With The Shrink.

For the last couple of years, I have been seeing a new shrink since my beloved Dr. B retired.  He died a couple of years after he retired.  So, my new doc is Dr. S.  Let me tell you, if the two of us were standing side by side, you’d pick the doctor as the nut, not me.  Let me describe him.  A short Asian man that wears high top sneakers, goggle like glasses, a baseball hat and a long white coat.  Oh! and I have a hard time understanding him because of his accent.

  Two years ago, I had a major blow out in the waiting room because another patient started yelling at me about being a white person and having my nose in everybody’s buisness. Wha….. I was just signing in, but I’ve had about enough of the white people are evil bullshit.  So, I turned around and ask, What did you say to me?  Then she started waving her fist at me. Granted she was 10 to 15 years older than me but I told her if she wanted to throw down, just your ass out of that chair.  Then the women behind the counter, all black of course,  came running yelling Ladies, Ladies!  I sat down two rows behind her and she still was running her mouth.  Of course the women ran to the doctors office and blamed it all on me.  I hadn’t done a thing except sign in!   That’s when the doctor and I came to the agreement that we only needed to see each other twice a year for medication refills. A year and a half ago I told him I thought really long and hard about killing myself and he told me to get a dog. Yeap, a dog.  I have had a dog for the past 5 years and I’ve told him that, he just doesn’t listen. Tuesday I told him that my husband died 5 1/2 months.  Guess what he said?  That’s right! Get a dog!  I told him about me having a medicated mania and he said that’s impossible. It’s just your personality.  He just called me an asshole!!!!!   Well, Tuesday when he told me to get a dog, he asked me if I had a picture of him?  So,  I showed him a video of my dog.  I guess he didn’t believe I had a dog.  While I had my phone out, I showed him the pictures of my spirits in my back yard.  He ask when was it I took the pictures and I told him right after Rick died.  He didn’t call me crazy, he just said I was very spiritual.  I think this doctor whole heartly believe in dog thearpy, which is not a bad thing but my God, this man is a doctor.  Don’t you think he should invest a little more interest on medicine?  Well, he did believe in spirits, I’ll give him that.  I think our arrangement of only twice a year works fine.  I didn’t even tell him about the fact that I tried to kill myself about 3 months ago. (He probably would recommend another dog to go with the one I had.) I took the vent pipe off my gas hot water heater for 2 days, but I keep on waking up every morning.  I think that’s because God sent me here to do something and he won’t let me go until I do it.

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My Soul Blessing Trip To The Store

I am trying so hard to quite smoking. It’s the hardest thing I have done. I ordered E-cigs from V2 cigs online and have used them for quite some time.  At the first of the month, I ordered the filters thingies and there was a terrible taste and an oily stuff coming from the filter where you puff on it. It was the nicitine oil. That left me with no type of cigs, so I went to the store to buy some real cigs.  I went into the store and bought mine, then out of the store. I was parked right in front of the door.  I walked to the door of the car and a homeless man approached me and asked if I could spare some change for a cup of coffee for a homeless vet. Ok, now since my husband died, I am poor as a church mouse but I pulled two dollars out and handed it to him.  He had on two pairs of glasses and a Bible under his arm.  This man was evidently not taking his meds. But he was quoting verse and chapter of the Bible and relating them to our times. Clearly not an ignorant man. As a matter of fact, he told me he was a fart smeller, I mean a smart fellow and I just laughed! He told me he didn’t go to any church but he just read the Bible.  He was talking so fast! He opened his Bible and pulled out a peice of magnifiying glass.  First he looked at the sun and then down at his Bible at the son.  His Bible was filled in the margins with notes to himself.  He said that in 2006 a man had thrown down the Bible and he picked it up and now it was 2016 and he hasn’t put it down since.  Although his teeth were yellow, they looked so much better than a drug addicts teeth.I stood there talking to him about 3 minutes, rather he talked then blessed me and when into buy himself a hot coffee.  Before he left, I shook his hand and thanked him for his service to our country.  Now why is the government taking in people from other countries when our veterans are homeless?  I hate that. 

The car next to me then rolled down their window and wanted to talk to me.  Two men who had noticed my T-Shirt which had the name of the construction company Rick used to work for before he died and they wanted to know where the place was. I had no idea what the address was so they asked if they could take a picture of the name of the company. They were out of work and looking for something.  I know this sounds racist but they were Mexicans and those folks generally work hard. I explain what the construction company did and they were smiles all around. I told them that it looked like God blessed us all on my trip to the store. When I got home, someone from a self storage place called me about Rick old storage unit. It had been in storage for about 12 years, two years before I met him. It was his first wife’s things he stored after she died. I told her to go ahead and sell it because he was dead. She told me God Bless you and I told her he already had.

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Religion and Politics

I have had my views changed of friends and people I follow since this election and President elect Trump. Opened my eyes real wide. So many democrats in disguise! I really don’t know them at all nor do they know me. All this made up crap about Trump, all the while they said absolutely nothing about Obama and Hillary’s crimes. I have quit watching T.V., it’s sickening.  There is a mountain of evidence about Hillary crimes yet no one speaks about it. Trump has a big ego, so what? Obama is the narracist on high for the past 8 years and no one dare say a word for fear of being called a racist. It makes me want to just slap the shit out of them. I can’t wait for Trump to get in office. No more safe places except under your bed. Go there and be safe, but oh wait there are monsters under there so you need to just grow the fuck up whiners. I don’t care if real life hurts your feelings. I don’t care if a joke offends you. I said back in the late 80’s that PC shit was going to ruin America and it has. Put the best person for the job in, regardless of color. That’s fair for ALL people not just some colors and sexual habits. What’s the matter with that? Are you afraid of not getting a job? So be it. I was raised that if you studied and worked hard, you will go far in life. Not anymore. Illegal immigrants are flooding into this country and it must stop. The are draining the money and resources from our country. Politicans who will not give up these criminals can do it without federal money, then they can be arrested for harboring criminals, which is a felony. These shit for brains democrats don’t even know these laws. God help us all!

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I feel so much better now we have President Elect Trump. When I opened facebook this morning, there were closet democrats that were whinny, telling me not to gloat.  I told them I was proud to gloat. Were these people only listening to the MSM?  

Then I read a whinny ass blog that said Trump hasn’t done one thing, just things he promises he do.   Where in the hell has she/he been for the last 8 years????  Obama won a Nobel Peace Prize for doing nothing!!!  Obama didn’t keep one promise he made. He put America last. And what has Hillary done???  Name just one thing.You can’t. She has committed Treason, selling her office, taking millions of dollars from countries that hate us and want to rule our country and kill us unless we convert or convert AND be killed. She left 4 men to die in Benghazi, connected to pedos per Podesta emails, running arms to the enemy, robbed the Haitians during their darkest natural disaster, pathological liar, thief. I could go on and on but you know what all she’s done. This came from WILILEAKS, an investagative jouralist that has never been proven wrong. 

This election was so important to me, I defriended people and blocked blogs If they hate the Republic so much then they didn’t know me or I them.  Now all the bitching and whining. We are taking back our Republic which our flag stands for and taking America back. Now they want us to be nice????  Screw that! Were they nice to cops? No, they want them dead. Were they nice to white people? No, they want us dead. Blame everything on the white man. What about the abortion loving liberals?  They want to keep murdering babies, with their own heart beat and DNA. What about all the criminals that are here ILLEGALLY?  Americans are dying daily from these people. What about our veterans who fought, got maimed and died for this country? We owe them everything, including our freedom and you think the way they are treated is alright? Absolutely not. 

Trump likes pussy, so what? That is most certainly better than being one.

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Okay, I have to write this.

I have been a Trump supporter from day one.  I am for all Trump’s solutions for the issues we are facing today.  We all know my mind wanders around all different kinds of places.  Just what ever happens to be rolling thur my head.  So…. The election. We all know what’s at stake here.  Hillary is straight from hell, advocating killing  babies as they slide out of the mother’s womb.  I mean that right there should show the world just how evil and uncaring she is but oh no!, there are more of these  things she’s done and will still to do.  Stoning women and killing gays is another winner.  She is taking massive amounts of money from the countries that do that.  They support her.  Shouldn’t that scare the every living hell out of you?

I have never seen a candidate work so hard for the Office of President.  We can expect him to work just as hard for us if he wins.  He has a big ego. So what?  He will use that ego  to do the best job as President than anyone I seen in my senior citizen life. (almost)  He has to do a great job.  That’s how Donald Trump is made. Term Limits are going to clean out the corruption in our Congress.  The man who runs for Congress in my area has been in office over 30 years and has run unencumbered until this year. What has he done for us?  It’s one of the biggest shit holes in the nation.  Times up sweetie!  Get out!  Our city has been run by black democrats for 30 years including F.B.I. investigation arrests for bribery Voter fraud. City andCounty officials not even living in the areas they supposed to be representing, which is required. Racism is big money here. Keep  it all racist all the time.  They even have a place where you can go to start racial shit. The Lorraine Motel.  It good for tourism bringing people into the downtown area where you can be raped, robbed and killed all in one night!  I guess that does kinda kill the tourism part as they won’t be paying for another night at whatever hotel they stayed at. Every one closes their eyes to the violence that goes on black against white in this town.  News Media no longer gives the race of a suspect on be on the lookout for!  Not even in an amber alert situation. You want to know why companies won’t come to our town or area???  The available work force.  Ignorant people. Lazy people and guess what color they are!!!! You got it!  This is real life not the politically correct life they push on us.  And why are all the new shows pushing accepting a deviant life style on us???  I watch a new Dr.Phil show the other day about how wicked a mother and father are for not allowing the 15 year old son to express himself as a GIRL!  It’s not the parents fault at all.  Just like when I wanted to do something insane while I lived with my parents, they told me I could wait until I was 18 and lived in my own house.  That’s just plain common sense and it worked.  All of the shows that are on T.V. today have gay characters   in them.  We are just expecting to be bombed any day now. Why not work as a team with the only other super power in the world?  Russia is not doing anything to us. The Muslims are.  Russians don’t protest that they are going to kill us all because we don’t believe like they do.  Wake Up.

Immigration.  Secure our borders and protect American citizens.  Spend our money on us instead of third world people sneaking across the border. Our country’s  first duty, not illegals.  No open borders. If you have open borders, Muslim are going to pour in and take over when they have a significant numbers of the population.  Go read that in history. Or the Koran about their seizing of Meccanever seen agan city.

The economy. There’s no one running that knows more on how to save money, employee people and build things than Donald Trump. He will clean out all unnessary federal government agencies.  He will bring something never before.  Bottom Line Accountability  Would you love to see our present officials have their feet held to the fire over the things they do?   I know I would.  Donald will cut all the “pork” out of the government.   Hillary will steal your grandmothers Social Security check and medicare insurance. Put her on a lower rung medical needs wise chart because after all, she’s lived long enough and it will just cost us more money to take care of her.

Now is the prime time for the Anti-Christ to swoop  down.  A world that is in crisis and looking for a savior.  A man that comes saying peace, peace.   Clamouring for security and giving  up their rights for it.  He will be saying he can fix it all.  And does, but just like be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.  Or maybe I just fixate on the end of the world.  It seems like I’m happier if I think it’s all gonna end. Gawd! I sound like a Rob Thomas song. I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell.  Continue reading

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Side Effects

I found out some more side effects for the numerous meds. I take.  Lexapro.  It makes you have a flat effect and distant.  Like you just don’t care about anything.  I have wondered about that.  I feel like I should have deeper feelings about things than I do. Oh yeah, I am full of piss and vinger.  I can piss off gobs of people  at a time. I am very outspoken and passonate about things. You know the two things people are not supposed to talk  about. Religion and Politics, I can’t seem to go without talking about it and I have a tendency to piss people off.  Like my doctor told me, people either love me or hate me.  Seems like I got a bunch hating on me right now, but when it comes to feelings, I feel like I’m missing something on the inside.  I have thought that I’d been hurt so much, I built a wall around my heart. I know that’s true too because I felt this way long before I was medicated.  I just kind of shut down.  Oh yeah, I can talk, laugh and be superfical but I don’t feel it in my heart.  Haven’t had a lot to be happy about but yesterday I decieded to live.  In the last four months, I have been sitting on the couch not doing anything.  I mean anything. Yeah I got up and feed myself, drank coffee and played on the computer. I only washed a load of clothes when I ran out of things to wear.  Rick’s company bought him loads of T-Shirts so you know I had plenty.  Well, not played on my computer but keeping my mind occupied to keep from thinking. My house was in horrible shape and my uniform of the day was a T-Shirt and a pair of  underwear. Saturday, I got up and cleaned everything with clorox, soap and water. Mopped, clean counters, appliances scrubbed everything and I felt better.  I dragged the couch away from the wall and cleaned behind it. GAWD!  I found Barney’s toys, 3 balls, 2 hamburgers and a hot dog AND fifteen pounds of dog hair. I use a fan in the living room and evidently it blows most of the dog hair under the couch I guess. Oh and 2 pairs of my shoes and the mate to one of my sandles. Shoes that I won’t be wearing for a while because as I was moving the couch, I could only lift it up a little and the leg scrapped across the top of my big toe and rippped it open. At least it’s clean and smells better in here. After all, I can’t just wait to die in a dirty house. Today I actually cleaned my bedroom and dusted. It looks so much better. While I was cleaning my desk, I had a desktop  in there that died when a transformer blew and I deceided to take it out to the street for the garbage. I don’t know why, but my WI-FI quit working. I started sweating!  No computer???  No! It can’t be!  How can I function without my WI-FI?  I started plugging everything back up to my dead computer and the WI-Fi came back on!  Finally!  My stomach, which I hadn’t realized I was clenching, relaxed.  The dead computer is still sitting on my desk but at least it’s been dusted off. 

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