Just a couple quick things

Things have been somewhat better lately. I finished my training and am now a certified EMS cyclist. I liked the bikes we use on the team so much I bought one for myself to use at home. I needed a new bike anyways, so why not train at home on the same bike I have at work?

I'm still stuck on the ambulance, but the current rumor is that that might change soon. Some people from my academy class are at stations that don't even have a rescue, others somehow manage to always be on the fire engine. The smart-guys running things have realized that's not really fair to everyone. Besides, 2 classes have come out since mine, they need to ride the rescue as well.

Quick prayer request: One of my really good friends from training went home from work a few days ago to find his home burnt down. He lost everything, he only has the clothes on his back and his kid. Weird to think a firefighter's house would burn down, but it has happened before. It's still unknown if it was accidental or arson, but if it's arson...I hope they catch the little bastard and throw the book at him/her.

I'm going to go on and wrap up this entry, I'm fading fast...I can hear my nice, comfy bed calling out to me.

Take Care

Motivation

I've been thinking a lot about motivation today, and how I don't have much lately. Many things have simply not gone my way lately. I'm getting where I only go to work so I won't get fired, I eat only to survive, I haven't slept good in a month, I cry daily- sometimes for no reason. I'm in a real funk, I just don't want to do anything. Almost every time I start having a good day or enjoying myself, another hipocrit, story-teller, or general asshole will ruin it for me. I need help getting out of this funk, getting rid of some stress, or whatever.

Rain, Rain, Go Away!

After 4 or 5 days of rain, it's still nasty outside. I went to work yesterday and my captain decided to wait until after shift change to tell me I was being sent to another station. Then he wanted me to hang around for roll call. If they needed somebody at the other station, that meant someone was having to hang over from the previous shift until I got there. So hanging at my station was keeping someone from going home- I don't want anyone doing that crap to me, and I really don't like doing it to anyone else.

Luckily, the engine and rescue got rung-out on a call, so I high-tailed it out of there.

The shift itself was dull, the station I was at is usually pretty slow. We ran one call that wasn't interesting, but I got a nice little workout from it. The lady was upstairs (of course) and needed to be transported to the hospital. I got the stair-chair and Cap. got the cot from the rescue. I had control of the stair-chair and got the lady down the stairs, the engine's driver was at her feet. She wasn't the smallest of ladies, and, judging by my sore arms and shoulders, maybe I should've accepted offers for help. Then again, no pain-no gain....right???                           Right??????????

We slept almost all night, ran a call around 0300. It was raining cats and dogs and I'd left my raincoat at the station. So, I put my turnout coat and helmet on (already had my bunker pants on) and made the dash for the house. Nothing else worth reporting on that call. We made it back to the station and slept the rest of the night.

Steaks for supper tonight, gonna run to the store with mom in a few minutes.

take care