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Hey Dust! Im not on for awhile and look what you miss! My prayers are with you and kick some arse! [/font:2656596892]

Your 2005 Song Is <a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&offerid=99176.462951996&type=10&subid=">Since You've Been Gone</a> by Kelly Clarkson "But since you've been gone I can breathe for the first time I'm so moving on" In 2005, you moved on. What Hit Song of 2005 Are You? http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/

Three guys -- a Canadian farmer, Osama bin Laden, and an American engineer -- are walking together one day. They come across an antique lamp and a Genie pops out of it. "I will give each of you one wish", says the Genie. The Canadian says, "I am a farmer, my dad was a farmer, and my son will also farm. I want the land to be forever fertile in Canada." Pooooof! With the blink of the Genie's eye, the land in Canada was forever made fertile for farming. Osama bin Ladin was amazed, so he said, "I want a wall around Afghanistan, Iraq and Iran so that no infidels, most particularly Jews or Americans can come into our precious Islamic state." Pooooof! Again, with the blink of the Genie's eye, there was a huge wall around those countries. The American engineer says, "Before I make a wish, I am very curious. Please tell me more about this wall." The Genie explains, "Well, it's about 5000 feet high, 500 feet thick and completely surrounds the country. Nothing can get in or out -- it's virtually impenetrable." The engineer says, "Fill it with water."[/font:e7c3289012]

Im very afraid of heights(acrophobia). I HATE enclosed spaces(claustrophobia). Fear of open high places(aeroacrophobia). I have a fear of flying(aviophobia). It annoys me when people rub metal against metal or their teeth against their metal utensils. It gives me cold chills. People love to do this to me all the time at work. Ok I'm vunerable now. Shayla[/font:f70a24bd8b]

Here's another that was sent to me I thought that you guys would like it too. Shayla I wish you could comprehend a wife's horror at 6 in the morning as I Check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done to try and save his life. I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke-sensations that I've become too familiar with. I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a call, Is a this false alarm or a working fire? How is the building constructed? What Hazards await me? Is anyone trapped?" Or to call and ask what is wrong with the patient? Is it minor or life threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun? I wish you could be in the emergency room, as a doctor pronounces dead, the beautiful five-year old girl that I have been trying to save during the past 25 minutes, knowing she will never go on her first date or say the words, "I love you Mommy", ever again. I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab of the ambulance or engine or cruiser, the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right-of-way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us however, your first comment upon our arrival will be, "It took you forever to get here!" I wish you could know my thoughts as I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the remains of her automobile. What if this was my daughter, sister, my girlfriend or a friend? What were her parent's reaction going to be when they opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand? I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call. I wish you could know how it feels dispatching officers, firefighters and Paramedics out and when we call for them and our heart drops because no one answers back or to here a bone chilling 911 call of a child or wife needing assistance. I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometimes physically abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes of "It will never happen to me". I wish you could realize the physical, emotional and mental drain of missed meals, lost sleep and forgone social activities, in addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen. I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life or preserving someone's property, or being able to be there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos. I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking, "Is my Mommy okay?"! , not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to have to hold back a long time friend who watches his buddy having CPR done on him as they take him away in the Medic Unit. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on. A sensation that I have become too familiar with. Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us...I wish you could though.[/font:8d5f148461]

Me is spongebob! oh joy

My real name:Fudge Packer My screennames:Sodom Insane, Bowel Boy Oh boy....

I'm glad to see that there are other people in this field that believe the way that I do. I am a christian. I feel much like other people that have posted on here, that if I hadn't believed that I would be out somewhere that would make me really unhappy or killed. I have ran into things where some people had chosen the "wrong" path and ending up hurting themselves or others. God bless! Shayla[/font:fa884bfdf1]

I agree T. I feel that my personal beliefs shouldnt impact my tx of my pt. END OF STORY!

Hey Im immortal too!LOL![/font:c37d13d1b0]

No I have driven in the snow numerous times. I hate snow!!!!! the person below me has had to go to a call where you needed lifting assistance for the pt. (true story for me at one of my clinicals)[/font:a0094c9eb6]

wow how did you guess that! That is only because my car is so old liability is what only covers it. The person below me has a fear of clowns![/font:e4d5b7eff8]

nope not that tune The person below me has had a crush on a teacher at one time.[/font:5626cb81af]

I Agree!!!![/font:4d5f0e55d2]