Just Another Day In Ems  PRO

JUST ANOTHER DAY IN EMS

I delivered a baby on the ambulance stretcher

I baptized a newborn who’s life ended before it began.

I hugged a frightened child.

I was kissed by an intoxicated old man.

I held the hand of a teenage girl while she delivered a 3 pound baby.

I listened to the mournful squeak of a stretcher being wheeled to the morgue.

I gently stroked the fragile hand of a 102 year old woman.

I hesitated at the outreached hand of a 300 pound prisoner in handcuffs.

I trudged for ten hours in my boots.

I had a teenager vomit on those same boots.

I rubbed the feverish body of a 14-year-old cancer patient.

I cradled the ice-cold hand of a child hit by a car.

I was referred to as "an angel of mercy".

I was called every four-letter word in the book.

I always see fear in people’s eyes.

I never see joy or relief.

I listened to a tormented voice pleading for the preservation of life.

I heard the threatening words of one bent on self destruction.

I spoke with a girl who was hoping she had the flu, not a pregnancy.

I see innocent people hurt by a drunk driver, and the drunk driver is never hurt.

I marveled at the genius of a cardiologist.

I saw a 12-year-old boy who shot himself in the head, and the gun was still loaded at his feet.

I talked in circles with a schizophrenic person.

I was horrified at the battered body of a child whose parents were incapable of love.

I gazed at a horribly burned body.

I shuddered at a cold water drowning.

I see women beaten up by their spouses, but they...