Maddogmedic left a comment on my last post, which led me to his blog, where I met Ellie. I've been kind of lost in my own head these last few years, losing connections that were vital when this first began. At one time I read twenty or so accounts of peoples lives, people who are passionate about being EMT's Paramedics and firefighters. Good people all, and I miss them. Check my blogroll and see for yourself if you are so inclined.
I'll be finishing up here over the next month or two, I've been on light duty for a while now, the back injury from 2009 finally caught up with me – couldn't lift an eleven year old kid having a seizure off a baseball field. I'm not doing anybody any good continuing the charade, it's time to go, just takes a while working through city government, the pension board and departmental policies.
It's kind of funny, looking back. I once thought working the "busy" trucks was a great idea. Now that I've stuck my foot into the pond of post fire department employment I realize how doing thirty-eight hour shifts with thirty plus calls for 22 years probably didn't prepare me for the future. It wasn't very much fun in the present, either, but I did squeak a couple of books out of the experience.
Instead of studying, taking courses and taking advantage of the opportunities for professional development during down time I was running like a fool and sleeping when I could. Home life nearly fell apart, if not for the back injury and the slow-down that it necessitated i just may well have been a lonely, single man living in one of the hi-rises that I have waxed on poetically about on this very blog.
Anyway, enough about me, there is a world of people waiting to be discovered here in blogland, and I think Ellie's place is a good place to start.