I stepped of the plane at McCarren Airport with a huge grin on my face. I walked to the baggage claim like a little kid walks into Disneyland, with a look of excitement and a pep in my step. With a suitcase in hand and a foot out the door I could feel the lick of the dry desert air on my skin. I saw my mother waiting for me at passenger pickup with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face and that’s when I knew I was home. Being so far from home for college was taking a toll on me, I couldn’t sleep, I didn’t know anyone at Texas State, and I was being suffocated by the swamp like humidity that enveloped San Marcos. Let us not forget to mention how puffy and curly my hair looks like on a daily basis. I had been in Texas since June without …show more content…
Not only did I get to be home, I also had the opportunity to do what I loved all at the same time. While living in Vegas I had become a part of a Paramedic explorer program. The explorer program allowed me to be involved in the medical community as well as do ride alongs in the ambulance rig and help take care of people who were in serious need of medical attention. The program also allowed me to work entertainment events such as the three-day Electric Daisy Carnival, parades on the strip, and The Bite of Las Vegas. That weekend I was in Las Vegas to work in the medical tent at Route 91 Harvest Music …show more content…
My hands were covering my ears trying to drown out the screams, but I couldn’t. Get down. Take cover. Make yourself smaller I thought. The rounds continued, each one seeming to get closer and closer to my position. That’s when Troy, the paramedic I had been assigned came rushing over to me, peeling me off the ground. “I need you to help me out here. We need to get you to a safe place. Can you do that for me?” He said while looking around frantically. I nodded and got up to walk through the rapid fire of the battlefield that was once Route 91. As we travelled through the crowd of terrified people, we were stopped by a girl who been shot in the thigh. She was bleeding at an ungodly rate. The bullet had hit her femoral artery. She was bleeding out in the middle of a warzone. Troy told me to help him with trying to get a tourniquet on her. With the tourniquet in place, we helped her up and brought her with us. When we got to a safe place he told us to stay down and wait for help. Covered in blood, I sat against the wall waiting for the next time I would have to take Gianna’s vitals. Then all of a sudden the rapid fire ceased and time had
An ALS ambulance crew was dispatched to a 69 year old obese male whom upon their arrival was seizing. The crew suspected this seizure was due to his past history of epilepsy, but because of the patients altered conscious state the paramedics had to consider and rule out other possible causes for his convolutions.
I slouch back in my blue canvas-folding chair. My legs are crossed neatly in front of me, making a sturdy table for my notebook. I positioned myself between two tan RVs they both are decorated in their own special ways. My back was facing the Stone building, which is right on the edge of campus. The RV on my right has a garnet flag hanging on the back window with FSU sewn on in gold letters. The RV to my left chose a white a flag with the Seminole emblem, it was hanging from the over hang. People honk as they pass. Strands of my hair blow softly across my face in the cool breeze, and getting into my eyes occasionally. There are so many questions race through my mind as stare at the crowd in front of me. Every Saturday as I walk by the thousands of parked cars I wonder why they are here. What compels these men and women who have real jobs and live in exciting cities to come back here and tailgate? So I sit amongst them, and try to understand them. They talk and eat all around me. We have some camaraderie, but we are different. Maybe because I can't imagine myself in their shoes ten years from now.
Paramedics In an emergency, when someone needs medical help, paramedics are the first response team that will provide them with assistance until they can make it to a hospital. Paramedics are a person’s first point of contact before they can see a doctor. Emergency Medical Technicians (EMTs) and Paramedics are the first responders who attend to victims of accidents, disasters, or any other type of emergency. Job Description
One day, or what better describes it, one moment, all those butterflies and all the stars disappeared. My Mother’s job was moving us to Texas. Fate decided it was time for me to grow up and these objects I loved so much were toys that would interfere with learning. So fate took them away, and in their place I was handed Texas. Now, to hand an eight-year-old something like Texas, especially when she had possessed Oklahoma, is like taking the crown jewels from the royals and giving them cubic-zirconium. It just didn’t work. At the first hint of moving I'll admit that I was excited. The imagination of a little girl can run wild with possibilities when she is catapulted into the sky of the unknown. I do believe I was launched further and higher than any of my family ever expected. At that realization, reality decided to intervene and spin me around the dance floor. I was quickly pulled out of my school in the middle of fourth grade; torn from friends I'd had my entire, though short, life. Gone in a snap was everything I'd ever known to be...
After over 15 years of working as a CNA and Caregiver, I decided that I wanted to continue my education in the medical field. In 2013 I took the first step towards gaining a better future with more experience as a medical professional. I enrolled into a Medical Assistant program at IBMC college of Longmont. It has been a long road and I am almost to the finish line having gained essential skills needed to move further into my career. It has been a grueling and eye opening experience for me being an adult learner returning back to school at 33 years of age. I persevered through these pass two years with courage and determination, never letting my short comings get the best of me. As I approach the end of my journey with IBMC I have realized that I have a passion for helping those persons who
Many rural communities have large numbers of elderly citizens, immigrants, impoverished families and people in poor health (Communityparamedic.org). These people often have to travel a great distance to receive minimal or possible even no care at all. This is a Public Health concern especially in Minnesota and South Dakota. A Community paramedic is defined as a licensed or certified paramedic who has additional training in physiology, disease processes, injury and illness prevention, and medical system navigation. The Community Paramedics program is just a new way of thinking and helping. They will serve the community is areas such as primary care, public health, disease management, prevention and wellness, mental health, and oral health. The people who need health care out number the amount of health care options available for these people. Community Paramedics will be able to adapt to the specific needs of the community they are
The tasks for a paramedic is to help people in need. They can either be sick or hurt, they will get the medical treatment they deserve. Some responsibilities of a paramedic are to take any ill or injured patient to the hospital while giving treatment, use any technical equipment needed to help the patient, able to necessary surgical procedures, monitor the patient's health, see if they absolutely need to go to the hospital (Paramedic Schools & EMT Training, Pg.1). As for communication skills, be able to communicate effectively with police, firefighters, or other paramedics, be clear with doctors and nurses when you arrive at the hospital, deal with family members and/or the public at the scene of the accident, clean after every patient and make sure everything works, and give thorough notes, and patient's history/condition to the hospital staff such as doctors and nurses (Paramedic,Pg.1).
Ever since I was young I have always been interested In figuring out how crazy and interesting it would be to be a paramedic, I was once told “follow your dreams, and don’t let anything or anyone get in the way”, and I didn’t and haven’t. After a while, I did look into it and knew this is what I wanted to be. As time passed, my best friend had passed on December 15, 2012 my freshman year and I went into depression, I lost myself and was figuring out if this is really what I want to do with my life. I dropped out of school and started doing online because I couldn’t have walked the halls without her, but that did no good for me, so as you see I’m back to school on my senior year, and trying to do the best I can. At the time I didn’t even know if I could actually be in the position to see someone and actually go through by being there and trying to save someone’s life, like how bad it would be not not be able to save them, just how they couldn’t save my bestfriend because it was too late. I realized that, If she was still here she wouldn’t want me to give up something I have always dreamed of doing. I didn’t let it stop me, and know that she would be more then happy for me.
A Paramedic (EMT-P) works directly with the public providing personal assistance, medical attention, and emotional support. They respond to medical emergencies providing on-scene treatment, crisis intervention, life-saving stabilization, and transport of ill or injured patients to a treatment center.
he replied. “I do this call ten times a week”. He was cool, and confident, and despite my unease I loaded the stretcher back into the ambulance and we made for the third floor with nothing but a clipboard, our paperwork, and our naïve little gloved
Emergency Medical Technicians work with law enforcement and firemen in many different environments on 911 calls involving the need for emergency medical services. The modern EMT started as just “the good samaritan that would help the careless traveler bandage up his leg in 1500 B.C.” and has evolved throughout the years to what we all know for them to be today ("Emergency Medical Services"). This career has changed quite a bit over the years from “instituting the first ambulance in 1865, to using a helicopter for medical evacuations during the Korean War in 1951, to the New York City EMS being absorbed by the FDNY in 1996” ("Emergency Medical Services"). In this day and age, Emergency Medical Technicians work
The EMTs are those who step in to provide immediate medical help for the injured or sick under any emergency medical needs. Patients rely on the quick reaction and treatment of EMTs to protect their lives. In addition to responding emergency calls and carrying out all the necessary medical services, EMTs also involve in transporting patients to medical facilities as and when required. Emergency Medical technician is also known as ambulance technician who are specialized in rendering quality medical services. Paramedic is clubbed with EMTs, which upon accessing of Emergency Medical Services (EMS) provide patients an advanced medical care.
My trip to El Paso, Texas was an adventure full of excitement and new experiences. My father and I made the trip there to pick up my brother and move his stuff home. This was my first time ever going to Texas and I was excited to go on this road trip with my father, john, plus I haven’t seen my brother in a year. There are many reasons why I will always remember this trip and some moments where I was scared for my life.
Everything seems like it’s falling out of place, it’s going too fast, and my mind is out of control. I think these thoughts as I lay on my new bed, in my new room, in this new house, in this new city, wondering how I got to this place. “My life was fine,” I say to myself, “I didn’t want to go.” Thinking back I wonder how my father felt as he came home to the house in Stockton, knowing his wife and kids left to San Diego to live a new life. Every time that thought comes to my mind, it feels as if I’m carrying a ten ton boulder around my heart; weighing me down with guilt. The thought is blocked out as I close my eyes, picturing my old room; I see the light brown walls again and the vacation pictures of the Florida and camping trip stapled to them. I can see the photo of me on the ice rink with my friends and the desk that I built with my own hands. I see my bed; it still has my checkered blue and green blanket on it! Across from the room stands my bulky gray television with its back facing the black curtain covered closet. My emotions run deep, sadness rages through my body with a wave of regret. As I open my eyes I see this new place in San Diego, one large black covered bed and a small wooden nightstand that sits next to a similar closet like in my old room. When I was told we would be moving to San Diego, I was silenced from the decision.
My stomach retched, my throat dry, had I got myself into this mess? A distant thud echoed across the cold, hard floor, ricocheting into my ear. Someone was coming.