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zoloft or Cymbalta's better man Like I said before for me Prozac was a nightmare... :tongue9:

I would have told him he was Jewish.

"Brain Damage'' :confused2: - Pink Floyd

I've seen where some services requested white uniforms....why? And if I remember right every one of them regretted it later.

No real comment, but...Welcome usapride2004. Aways wondered about RI.

And one thing to watch for is someone sees you mowing, even if it's just a little bit. A guy I grew up with had a father that he himself grew up "crippled" his entire life. But some reported him saying he was mowing yards and making money doing it. Of course the judge thought it was absurd, but he had to make a ruling. Two factors they took into consideration was that he used a riding mower and a self-propelled push mower. No one still has any idea who reported him, but that was years ago.

With my very first serv. (volly) of course, they had those stupid orange and white smocks in the summer, very embarrassing. When it got colder we did have the light weight jackets, but mid-winter, anything went. But with my first pro job we had the "Dukes of Hazzard" shirts. Light blue with dark blue pockets and lapels. For pants just those "Dickies" brand from Wal-Mart would work. But since I was on the "skinny" side they thought they'd be funny and bought me a boy's size 18 Garanimals pair of pants. I didn't care. I bet I wore them for two years.

Full time, private or municipal, you have the responsibility of being there. When you decide to make it a "career", then you sign in for the whole nine yards. Yes, there are exceptions/valid excuses, but a deliberate no show is auto-out-of-the-door. And those who are apathetic about it with the, "oh well" attitude just gets to me. And I don't know if it's only around here but it seems like you get them at different times.

OOOOOooooo, this story makes me cringe. We kinda had an unwritten rule. If we had a patient on the cot, there was an EMT on the squad bench. Sure the EMT may have temporarily had to sit on the jump seat to say something to the driver, but it would of had to been a minute or two. You never make a patient feel as if they are alone.

''Rock Star" - Nickleback

Not being able to do your duties is worse than sucks. Sometimes it get's to were you feel in the way. Or being extra weight. And after some time, when more and more of the guys that were there with you leave, you feel more like an outsider. But one thing mentioned is "side jobs''. Not situations that you get in the middle of. Someone trying to pad their disability check or workman's comp income, that's just wrong, illegal too I think.

It must have been a nightmare for my mother when I came home to visit. For around here I worked in a "big city' with a high call ratio, my dad was the coordinator for the local rural serv. that had it's share of calls, my brother-in-law worked a small private serv. that had a large rural and several small town area. My sister was an EMT too but didn't have much experience, but she understood the lingo. If we all got together we'd notice a look on my mother's face and knew to kewl it. But there were times we had Pinocle parties and there would be like 12-15 EMT's and others or so, Katie-bar-the-door. My mother, and a few others just never could it. Funny thing.

Man, if it wasn't for the passing out I think I'd have it made with the Chetix too. I may talk with the doc again and try again.

This is a long thread and I have a long, somewhat long drawn out answer. But I'm going to be short with it. Be evaluated, twice. I agree with a previous post that profilactically is absurd. If subscribed, start at very low dose. And if anything, at least for me Prozac was a nightmare. On a short note. I can look back now and see how during many periods of my career I might have handled something differently, maybe even been easier on me, maybe not. But what you feel, what you experience, and how you handle it makes up part of you and what kind of medic you can be.

"One Tin Soldier'' (Legend of Billy Jack) - Coven

Take it from someone who is disabled. Time and time again. I have thoughts of some house fire with someone yelling for their babies. Am I or am I not going to do something? If I come across a bad MVA and no EMS is there, what am I going to do? In trouble or not I'm going to do something, even things I can't do anymore if I have to. But this cat in the fore mentioned story...give me a break.

I think a friend of mine said it best, ''If you are doing a job that you would never want to quit, then for one reason or another you have to, and you go back or want to go back, then that's what you are". That's how I feel.

IRL has their own system entirely. I don't know all that much about it but it deals with the more lower extremities. An ER doc I worked with a few times worked the infield hospital at that Indy 500 several times. Never could get him to take me with him.

We'd regularly have retiree's come in for morning coffee, usually at shift change. Some of the 'old' old timers would said they would come in just to be sure everyone was safe during the night and to stay in the next tour of duty. Some would come in at night and have card games until mid-night or so. Never considered any of them sad.

I wish there was a organization or program that you could apply through or some kind of class or seminar that you could go through to where you could be internationally known or recognized as being a paramedic no matter where you were. I'm not sure how it is in the US right now but we were having a conversation at a bar some time ago. There was a rookie in there and asked to see my credentials. I can't even remember what state it was but at that time they didn't recognize the National Registry or have reciprocity with IL so he was saying that I was nothing and if something happened legally there was nothing I could do even since it said Paramedic on it. And said he could do more than I could. Since it was at a bar and everyone, including me, was pretty "popped", I just let him rant and rave and let him go. Later on I found out he liked to start altercations and arguments.

Well, one of the rare side effects of Chantix is syncopal episodes. Guess I'm one of the rare one's. The battle rages on.

I posted a topic on this a little while back. Did decent at first. Then I tried that new med Chantix. Seemed to help a lot. But one of rare side effects was syncopal episodes. Evidently I'm one of the rare ones that happens to. And there has been no way I've been able to go cold turkey. So even though I am smoking less, I'm still smoking. So more power to ya.

"City of New Orleans" - Arlo Gutherie

I loved them all.

One thing I miss about one of my old jobs is that Pinky and the Brain came on at exactly the same time I walked through the door.