Memories, and new beginnings?

I’ve never like Albuquerque, not since before I moved here for school. When I left last March for Colorado, I thought that was it. I swore I’d never willingly move back to Albuquerque. But somehow in the course of talking to you the NEXT March… we agreed to find a place together in Albuquerque, and I would have been so very content to stay here for the next 18 years with you if you’d have had me. That’s when it hit me. You were what was missing the first few years here. Even staying at your parents (which I’m still so very grateful they put up with me :p), being with you felt like home. You were my home, the place I felt the safest. The place I felt most comfortable. The person I loved being with so much.

Now Albuquerque is a bunch of memories, of things we did. Of places we visited. Unfinished plans that we made together. Albuquerque feels empty to me now. Worse than before you, it’s now a black hole that seems content to suck out any happiness or wanting to do anything. This is not my home any longer.

I guess that’s why when this hospital district offered me the opportunity to come out and test, I took it without a second thought. I knew you would have been ok with it. That’s why I bristle a little when people accuse me of trying to run away from my problems here and run there. And to be honest, that thought gave me a panic attack on the drive back today.

For a little bit, I didn’t know why I was doing it. Was I really running away? Or was I doing it because it’s something I wanted? Because it’s something I thought would be the best idea for me? I really didn’t know. That made me feel horrible. Then I thought about it. Both of us loved travelling, granted you hated TX, but we both had plans to move as much as we could. And this would really be a good opportunity for me. Maybe I’m doing it for a little bit of all of those reasons? But you know what, if it’s better for me in the long run, who cares right this second why I’m doing it?

But that means I need to try and put some things behind me. Sweetheart, losing you is something I’m still having a hard time dealing with. I listened to a song on the way home and these were part of hte lyrics

“I don’t wanna not remember
I will always see your face
In the shadows of this haunted place
I will laugh
I will cry
Shake my fist at the sky
But I will not say goodbye”

That’s rather how I feel towards you. The last month I’ve gone through so many emotions… Gods know that there have been times I’ve been so very pissed off at you. Pissed that you left me alone here, pissed that you wouldn’t talk to any of us, pissed that you were gone. Pissed in general. But it reminded me too that I wouldn’t have been anywhere near that mad if I wasn’t in love with you.

What I can do, though, is remember the memories. Remembering you so many years ago, walking into the interview for that trip with me. I saw you back then, braces, frizzy hair, and all, and it was like something inside me clicked. Like my heart went “Oh! Hi! I’ve been waiting for you!”

And that trip was amazing. I know you had some rough spots during it, and so did I. And I’m sorry I ever took it out on you then. But we enjoyed each others company so very much. And I loved squirelling a smile out of you when you were in a bad mood. It helped my mood so much too. And then  when we got home… This blushing little girl, so cute and innocent looking, walking up to me and kissing me on the cheek, then walking away. You left me standing there breathless and staring. I still smile when I think of that memory.

Then we had some bad times. I was dating the one-who-will-never-be-named (yes she is that much of an evil bitch that she would give Voldemort a run for his money) and she took great exception to the fact that I might have been falling for someone that wasn’t her, or that I was even talking to someone that wasn’t her. So she took it upon herself to make sure we’d never talk again… and for several years we didn’t. I remember spending hours trying to find you online, looking for any sign of you. And come to find out you were doing the same thing to find me.

I remember the first day I saw you again. It was after you and my mother realized who each other was. I came down from ABQ for just a chance. We called each other when I got on campus and left my mom’s office. And in a typical Zita moment, and Nate moment for that matter, I look ahead of me and see someone talking on the phone… making arm motions that looked very familiar. I asked you what you were doing and you told me walking. I was smirking to myself the entire time, and I asked you to turn around. God, seeing your face for the first time in years was amazing. You had just gotten even more gorgeous and grown up from that little girl I remember. The smile on your face when we both realized we’d been on the phone with each other from about 20ft away is still one of my favorite memories.

Remembering how you smiled at me this past Valentine’s day when I surprised you with flowers at your parents. You were always so hard to surprise because you hated them and tried to get all the info you could before it happened. That’s why I’m amazed that me and your mother managed to pull off me sneaking by without you knowing. The happiness you had on your face when you saw me walk through the door was amazing, and then the surprise and smile when I handed you flowers. I was hoping that flowers to you on V-day would become a normal tradition with us, the first time I’d ever enjoyed that day at all.

Or how a month or two later when I walked into your parents house again on a mini-vacation from TX. I had been working up the courage to ask if I could kiss you on that trip, so can you imagine how surprised I was when the first thing you do as I walk in is kiss me on the lips, kiss me very soundly? Heh, I think it was almost a repeat of the airport and me just standing there. You smiled so sweetly and just giggled at me. That was the turning point of us becoming an ‘us’ even if we didn’t want to admit it to anyone.

Those are just a few of my favorite memories of you and me. And kind of why I think I might be running away from ABQ… there are memories of you, of us, of all three of us, everywhere in this state. And I really am having a hard time dealign with it. I still wake up and expect to be looking into your gorgeous hazel eyes, or hear you giggle at me whenever I do something stupid. I miss your gentle touch when I’m upset, and boy, lately, I could have used that wonderful touch so often. I miss just being able to cuddle you to me when you were upset. All in-all… I miss you honey. Miss you so much that the pain makes me want to curl up into a ball and stay there.

I think what really gets me… is that we didn’t really have a chance. We were good together for the short time we had, and it kills me that I’ll never know how we would have turned out. I think it would have worked, but now I’ll never know… and that, to me, is one of the things that makes this so hard.

So, yea, maybe I am running away. But I’m also trying to move on. You would want me to move on. You’d want me to become a better man. You knew of my love for EMS, and you told me shortly before I lost you that you could never tell me you wanted me to give it up. So here I go. I’m trying to get on with one of my dream services (the only one I can get on with as an EMT-I as opposed to a medic). I’m trying to become that man you would be proud of. I’m just hoping you keep watching over me. Keep visiting me in my dreams, for that’s the only way I can see you now, and gods know that I miss you. I still think of you every second of every day, and I can’t see how that will change any time soon. But for now I just need to keep pressing on. Keep trying  to push forward. It’s what you would have wanted for me. and it’s what I would have wanted you to do if the situations would be reversed.

I know I still can’t tell you goodbye. Like I said earlier, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to tell you goodbye. But I will not, cannot, ever forget you. You’ll stay in my heart forever. And I think you took the best part of me with you when you left, so at least you have some company. Until I see you again lover, watch over me and help keep my dumb ass safe when I do something stupid.

“The blackest night must end in dawn, the light dispel the dreamer’s fear.”

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So… I just got back to NM last night. I left NM on sunday to go to SE Texas to test for a large hospital based agency. From everything I have heard, they are in the top three services in the state of TX and they’ve always been one I wanted to work at. But man it was a long drive. 15 hours or so from here.

The hiring process consists of a written test, three practical tests (airway incluiding pedi and adult ETI, vital signs, and LSB), an interview, and a PAT. I passed the written with an 88%, passed all three practicals with only one retest (vital signs?! I think I just got nervous and started counting my own pulse), and had a great time on the PAT. It was actually a very fun PAT, and one of the few for private, non-fire EMS that I’ve seen that has you do a full course, not just a stair test. The interview I think I did ok on too. Now I just have to wait till Friday to hear if I got the job or not. If I did, orientation will start on July 18th.

And it’s not just orientation. They run a 3 week academy followed by 4-6 weeks riding third before you’re released as a probationary crew member under a mentoring medic.  I love the idea of the way they do new hires. So… fingers crossed that I’ll get the call once I get off duty on Friday. I go in for a 36 down here in ValCo tonight. I’m hoping I’ll have a resonably busy shift.

Wait… Already planning again?

I’ve been here in BFE, TX for about two months, yet I’m already looking at planning my next move. Actually my next two at least. Maybe being single actually a good thing… Since I apparently have a problem settling down and staying in one place for very long.

I plan on staying here in BFE for at least 2.5 years or so. Long enough to get my AAS in Paramedicine and my Paramedic License (not cert) here in TX. Plus it’ll give me good experience working in a 911 system, and prove to myself that I can handle being definitive care for a long transport until I can actually get them to a hospital. That means a lot to me since I’ll actually have time to see my interventions make a difference or not, instead of dropping off the patient after only being with them for 10 minutes or so.

It’s ok living here, but it kinda sucks to have to drive at least 70 miles to do anything. I guess while I like living in a small town, there’s a limit on just how small. The town in NM that I lived in HS was just barely larger than here, but it had a college and a few things to do at least.

After I finish up my AAS and get some experience, I’m looking at moving back to NM and going to the University there and going for my Bachelors of Science in EMS on the Critical Care track. There are a few services I can work for down there that I am pretty familiar with, plus my old service down there if I really wanted to.

Some people have asked why I would make a move in the middle of going to where I really want to work at just to go to school for another two years, especially since I’ll already be a paramedic. Well… because I believe that more education is essential in this field. I want to have as much education as I can so I can better serve the patients who trust me with their care. The fact that they don’t get to pick and choose who responds to their calls makes me want to work that much harder to make sure I’m the best provider I can be and see if I can help change the system from the inside out.

I figure I’ll stay there for a few years (as short a time as I can manage while getting my degree) and then get ready to move again. I really don’t want to do career EMS in Albuquerque, just not that fond of the system there. I’ve been looking at various systems that I would love to spend my career working in and I’ve come up with three of them. One is Austin/Travis County, of course. A great third service in a good system. I’ve heard only good things about them, but heard they might be going to a P/B or P/I truck instead of the P/P trucks like I’ve heard they run.

My second option is Wake County EMS. This one appeals to me due to the fact that they have a community paramedicine program. That type of work really makes me happy to think about. I’d love to do it.

And the last option I’ve thought of so far is back to Denver to work for Denver Health Paramedics. Primarily a Paramedic agency with very few BLS trucks. I love the area up there and the agency didn’t seem too bad when I was there.

So those are my rough plans for the next 6 years or so of my life. Lets see how much life will throw at me and force me to change those plans. :)

Well, I’m on shift now as well, so it’s time to watch some more TV unless I find something else to ramble on about! Ya’ll stay safe out there.

Are those shears in your pocket…? My Handover post

“So this is it, guess it’s time to head in,” I got out of my Jeep, made sure I had my pack and binders, and walked in the front doors of IFT Hell. This would be my first night ever being on an ambulance, and I wanted to make sure I was early and had everything I needed.

I checked in with dispatch, let them know who I was, and who I was riding with. They told me that my preceptor and his partner would be in shortly and that I should wait for them in the break room. I get there and put down all my stuff and decide I should go through it one more time.

“Lets see… shears, check, on my right leg, protocol book… there it is, let me just put it in my backpack. Penlight… Yep, right next to my shears… along with several pens… oh hey there’s a sharpie there too. iTouch w/ Epocrates… Yep it’s in my left side ankle pocket. Cell phone in my left thigh pocket. Wallet… crap. I need that to drive!” I scramble frantically and pat every single pocket I have, till I notice it sitting on the table right by my backpack. “Right, that goes in my right thigh pocket. I’ll put some gloves in my right ankle pocket.”

Now, lets see what I put on my belt,” was my next thought. “Leatherman, flashlight, rescue hook, and radio loop. Got all of that where I can get it.” Well, it looks like I’ve got all my stuff.

I waited there, looking at my PHTLS book and protocol book waiting for my preceptor to show up. I must have waited there for a half hour before the dispatcher came rushing in.

“Good you’re still here! I kinda forgot to tell the crew you’re riding with that you were in here and they left without you. Just get your stuff and wait out front.” She blurts out as she’s almost literally pushing me out the building’s front doors. “Sorry!” Was her final words as she rushed back into her little den of evil.

Great… first day and I’m already late… At least it’s not really my fault this time.” I think to myself as I fidget nervously with all my crap I’m carrying. The ambulance comes to get my quickly as I get introduced to the crew I’m riding with. The medic takes one look at me and laughs at me, as he asks, “This your first EMT job?”

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A lot has changed since that night two and a half years ago. As I’m getting stuff packed up to get ready to go to TX on Monday I take stock in what I have for uniform items and compare it to what I carried then.

First boots. That’s one thing that’s stayed the same. I’ve worn the Converse side zip tac boots for years and love them. Comfortable from day one and they seem to last a while. I might switch it up and try Magnum boots when I need to buy another pair, but we’ll see.

Next is pants… I used to just wear the cheapest pair of EMT pants I could find (usually the original Propper EMT pants) but now I’ve mainly switched to 5.11 EMS pants. Heavy enough for NM winters, but not too bad for our summers, once the knee pads get taken out anyways. I love the shear loops on both sides, since I’m left handed, and I prefer my shears on that side. I’ve got a pair of the new CuttingEdge Propper pants coming in so I can test out a pair at my new job.

Uniform shirts have definately changed. My first service gave us gray polos that, while they were really comfortable, didn’t look the best or the most professional. My service I worked for in Denver issued white Class A shirts… I hated those. Now, my new service, is issuing me two short sleeve black ‘button down’ shirts, and one long sleeve. Complete with service and certification patches. Now I say ‘button down’ because they look like they have buttons, but really have a zipper. Should make it easier to toss it on when we get a call at 0300 and I go from asleep to truck in 60 seconds.

Hat… well, I’ve always worn hats. And this is the first time I don’t get a service issued hat, so I went and bought just a generic EMT hat, since all my other hats are service or agency hats… Or a Farleys hat that says FU in really big letters on it :p

Now for what I carry.. Here’s where the biggest change it. On my left leg I carry shears and pens, and keep my wallet in that pocket as well, along with a pen in my shirt pocket. Right leg pocket has my phone in it, along with a pen light in one of the pen sleeves on the outside. My phone that has replaced carrying a PDA and music player. I have a few hours worth of music, plus Pandora, on it, along with Epocrates, the Infor-Med ALS field guide app, and Skyscape medical calculators on it. Gloves still get put in my right ankle pocket though. I also carry a knife in my left front pocket. And of course, on the bottom of my right wrist is a watch. Can’t do my job without at least a watch.

Speaking of phone, what I’m carrying for that now is the Sprint HTC Hero, running the newest Android 2.2 build. Great phone and Android is an awesome alternative to the iOS. It’s a great reference device, entertainment device (aforementioned music, plus Twitter, FB, and games), and also, ya know, calls people.

Flashlight, rescue hook, all that other stuff either doesn’t get carried or it gets tossed into my backpack, along with a netbook and a Kindle. A shift’s worth of amusements all in a neat little package :)

Now to just find my work backpack so I can actually get it packed for next week! I might have mentioned in previous posts… but I HATE PACKING! 😛

It's gonna be an interesting few years

After doing a lot of talking with my new boss and others members of the service, I’ve come to the conclusion that my first year or two working for this service might be interesting.

First, what I really don’t like. This agency was an all-volunteer agency until about a year ago, and it shows. Now, I’m not trying to put down volunteers, as sometimes they are very professional and great to work with. But we all know some volunteer agencies who are only there because it looks cool and don’t want to do anything more than bare minimum. Or they’re there because it’s a family thing.

This service seems to be a little bit of both. Only 3 medics on the staffing list, mostly EMT-Is and EMT-Bs. A lot of them related in one way or another, and think that it will only help that they are. I’m ok with that, though, since they are willing to hire from out of the area and, hey, they’re giving me a job :D.

What I can’t stand though, is how little they care about education. They are excited to get the newest toys and gadgets, but don’t really like to look at the newest research to see why or why not they should be doing something. Tradition plays a very big role in how they think. The old “We’ve always done it this way”. Luckily they have a medical director who doesn’t like that and wants to keep pushing the protocols to be more progressive.

But things still fall through the cracks and are done just like always. One of them is working a code on scene. I’ve always been taught that you only transport a working code once you get ROSC. They are a big fan of stopping CPR to get the patient into the bus, then running hell-bent towards the nearest hospital with only one provider in the back working the code, in a moving rig, running L/S, and getting thrown around. I’m not a fan of that. Hopefully it’s one thing I can help change their mind on. But we’ll see.

I’ve talked to the chief about going back to school, since I want to finish up and get my medic soon. He’s all for it, but the minute I said I wanted to go for the AAS as a minimum, his eyes kinda glazed over. HE doesn’t understand why anyone would think that a medic isn’t quite educated enough. I love the fact that TX recognizes the extra education and issues a license, not a cert in this case, of Paramedic.

I’ve talked to a couple of the people at teh station about the EMS 2.0 movement and things like #CoEMS (I wore my EMS 2.0 pin on my dress shirt for my ‘interview’, so it was kinda obvious), and one of the on duty crew said she was all in favor of it (she was a part timer who also works as a flight medic). The other just kinda shrugged and said she had her basic, which was more than enough education for her. Not quite what I was hoping to hear. But the chief said he’s ok with me continuing to blog, as well as being active in the EMS social media aspect, which is what I wanted.

Now the service isn’t all bad. Like I said earlier, they have a very progressive medical director. I was told by the chief that if I came up with any research, that the medical director’s door was always open to improvements in the system. Also if there were any new toys that he was more than ok with me learning how to write grants to try and get money for them, pending MD approval. One of those devices is the Zoll Autopulse or the Physio equivalent. I figure if they want to risk everyone by running codes in a moving bus, I’ll see if I can get a device to make it safer and easier for all involved.

Their medical director wants them to get serious about hiring good ALS providers, and according to the chief, the MD would eventually like to see the system move to an all ALS approach. I’m more than ok with that, since it sounds like they want to try to model if after ATcEMS, which seems to be a great system. I have an official interview with the medical director already requested so I can talk to him and get a feel for how he like his ALS providers to function and talk to him about a few questions I have over just how long a leash he gives to EMT-Intermediates in his system, so hopefully I can get a good rapport with him started.

The other good news about the area… I went to the nearest big city on Wednesday morning to talk to their community college’s medic coordinator. He seemed to be a great guy, and seemed interested in me entering their program. They do offer the EMT-P AAS, which I want to take advantage of. He did tell me, though, that I can start their certificate program as early as January if I get paperwork in in time, and then finish the gen-ed courses for the AAS after I get my #discopatch. Not a bad idea. The downside is a 75 mile commute one way for classes. And clinicals. I do, however, get to do half my ride time in my small-town agency. So it is not as bad as it could be. And my new boss said he would be willing to put me on 1 24 and 1 12 a week of first out, and 1 12 every other week as second out (on call), or 2 24s a week and 1 12 of second out every other week, whichever I wanted. He is not a fan of 24s, but he said in my case it might make things easier.

I think I’ll get my medic and try to stay here for another 4 years or so at least once I get it. Then I’m seriously debating trying to transfer to ATcEMS and trying to get on with their system to finish out a career if I decide to stay a medic. but I’m not sure.

Either way, it’s going to be one hell of a ride. Maybe I can make my own little #thunder out there.

Huh

The last two days have been interesting. Right after I make my decision that I’d be more than happy to stay here in NM and finish up my BS-EMS, I get an email. From the EMS Chief at a small, west TX municipal EMS agency. I had emailed them a few weeks back to inquire if they had any openings for EMT-Is. I didn’t get any response and had kinda just put it out of my mind.

Fast forward to yesterday. I get an email asking if I am still interested in coming to work for their service, and then he give me an idea of the area and their coverage area, etc. They cover roughly 3000 square miles of their county, plus provide mutual aid and ALS intercepts for neighboring counties. They run primarily 911, but do occasional IFTs to the trauma centers about 70-100 miles away. Their calls can be anywhere from 5-40 minute response times, long transports to definitive care, extensive air-medical use, an aggressive medical director w/ progressive protocols.

It sounds like heaven to me, so I told him I was still interested. I get an email back asking me to please fill out an application (I had previously only attached my resume and copies of all my certs) and fax it to him as soon as possible, so  I did. He then emailed me saying that he figures I would want to come out and see the area, and he offered to give me a tour himself, as well as talk with me about coming to work in the area. From what everyone has told me, this seems like a very good thing.

Today I sent an email to the Chief and told him I was trying to plan on leaving my parents on Tuesday morning and getting into his area early afternoon. The next thing I know I get an email from the town’s HR office asking me to fill out the official forms for a background check and fax it to her ASAP, and to also bring the original with me for my visit.. I wasn’t aware I was going to be talking to HR when I went east to visit.

To be honest I’ve never had to do this much paperwork for anything short of an interview. So we’ll see how it goes. Since I’m not sure what it’s going to be like, I figure I’ll dress in business casual, just in case. Fingers crossed, because working for this muni third-service sounds perfect. And it’s within 75 miles of a good AAS Paramedic program.

And since this service is desperate for ALS providers (which in TX I fall under ALS instead of ILS like in NM) they might be willing to help me out to get my TX LP (Licensed Paramedic) ticket.

Just thought I’d share the last few days :)

Just a quick update. Still doing nothing exciting. Had one interview at Best Buy, have a second one there on Friday. Hoping to get that to tide me over. An ambulance company here wants me to do a couple ride alongs and put my app in for volunteer until they get a paid slot open, so hopefully I’ll be back on a bus occasionally.
Nothing yet on healthcare setting jobs, either in the ED or on a bus. I’m holding out hope for hearing back from them though.

And my apartment is actually looking livable now. Much better now that I actually have a bed instead of just a sleeping bag :)

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Closer and closer

I start my last week of work tomorrow night. And I should be finishing packing up the trailer and truck next a week from Monday to head up to Lakewood.

But.. Someone tell me if this makes sense. CO doesn’t recognize NREMT-I/85, just I/99. Ok I’m fine with that, I’ll be getting a CO EMT-B license. But apparently their IV cert isn’t state-wide. So to present each service with something so I can be considered IV certified, I need an actual certificate of training. And they won’t take my NREMT-I/85 license. How does that work? I mean as an Intermediate one of the main reasons they exist is to provide IV therapy without needing a medic on scene. Yet my intermediate license doesn’t show that I possess the knowledge and proficiency in IV therapy to do it in the field… Oh well. My hospital that I work for now said they can print me out a certificate stating that I’m certified to do IVs and that should work… I hope. If not, I’ll have to do a class at Aurora Community College… Although that will get my EKG as well… which should be a breeze.

Well, I’m headed home now. Just got done with REI and their scratch and dent sale. Was looking for a warm jacket that isn’t work related for CO, and I found one :)

Moving update…

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but I hate moving. With a passion.
But anyways… My roommate is now moved up to Lakewood in our place. We took my truck fully loaded and a rental trailer up there on Wednesday right after I got off of work. Long long trip. About 8 hours worth. But she now has all of her stuff up there and is starting working I think today…
Meanwhile I came back on Thursday just in time to go to a staff meeting at the hospital (great waste of 20 minutes BTW) and then head home. Now it’s time for me to pack. I have three more weeks working as a Tech at my hospital. It can’t end soon enough 😛
I wound up talking to an area firefighter while I was up there though and got pointed in the direction of a service that just lost several EMTs and Medics. So I think I’ll email their recruiter and see what they say. The only problem is that I’m still waiting for CO state to send me my license. Seems like it’s taking forever.

After I get up there I’ll look around at schools, although the same area that this service covers and that firefighter works in apparently has one of the better AAS programs for Paramedicine, so I’m hoping that all of it works out.

Now, time to go pack some more, then onto #CoEMS

Back

Just got back from a few days in Colorado. Signed a lease on a place with my new roommate in Lakewood, just outside of Denver proper. It’ll do :) Lease is up at the end of July (we’re taking over the lease from soemone who’s moving to NY) so it’ll give us time to get setup and on our feet and if we decide to move we can after that or if we like it we can stay.

Still waiting on CO EMS to issue a license, but I know that can take a little while. I’m still wanting to know what license I’ll be getting. I’m applying for just random part time jobs right now until I get that. I’ve got enough saved up that if I can just cover part of my monthly expenses with a PT job, it’ll help until I can get on with one of the many ambulance companies up there. Seriously, there’s like 6 in the greater Denver Metro area.

Now it’s time to get boxes, pack, clean, and organize. All the things I hate about moving.

I'm gonna get a lot colder

Sometime this next week I am testing for NREMT-I/85. This is to help with the move I’m doing in mid-March to the Denver area. Most likely near Lakewood or Littleton. I hate NM not having anythign to do with the NREMT before the medic level. I most likely will only get a CO EMT-B-IV license out of it, but it’s my ticket to trying to find a job and getting out of the dustbowl called NM.

I want a fresh start. A place where there’s not so many memories of personal problems. A place that I can get away from all the drama that somehow still finds me from all the people I went to high school with (granted, a lot of that is cause almost half of my HS moved here to ABQ for college, another third went to Las Cruces, and the rest are scattered either still in Socorro or out of state). I think in many ways it will be a good experience for me.
I’ll be moving the farthest away from my parents out of either me or my twin. That alone is a little concerning to them, but I need to finally do something just for me. And that is something I’m having to convince my new roommate of. Both of us have been in relationships of taking care of of family for so long that we have forgotten something very important. And that is how to do something that we know will be best for us and might now make other people very happy.
Right now I’m taking a semester off, and will pick up starting in the fall with A&P1/lab, followed by A&P2/lab. Then it’s going to be me submitting my transcript from CNM and finding out just what they’ll take from my medic school and what I’ll have to retake. I’m betting I’ll have to redo a good portion but it will be good practice if nothing else.
Looking for jobs up there I’ve noticed that if I’m a basic w/ IV skills I can find a job at an urgent care, ER, or on a bus, even if it is doing IFT. But I have no problems working on an IFT truck, since that’s what I did in my first EMS job.
All in all I just want to see what happens. I don’t want too many things planned out because I don’t want my plans to get broken to pieces.
So wish me luck on the written. Thank god I got them to allow me to use my medic practicals in place of the I/85 ones.