Did you know that May 18th to the 25th is considered Paramedic Services Week?
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When we got to the hospital downtown, we maneuvered the man on our stretcher down corridors, past other patients stacked like boxes along the pastel hallways in some forgotten warehouse of the damned. You can feel the inquisition of peering eyes staple themselves to the back of your neck as you roll by. But your busy, so you pay it no mind, other than to feel it.
We got him into a trauma room and handed over care while explaining our interventions en route.
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As I typed up our paperwork, retelling the story of death, a doc came around and handed out slices of pizza. A small kindness for the medics still jammed in the hallway with patients on stretchers and IVs hanging from portable poles. No real place to sit. No real time to process. Just a hallway and another call waiting. This is commonplace in our hospitals. Hallways and the dead coexisting, sometimes as one, and some poor medic trying to finish paperwork and inhale any bit of food they can before the next run.
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I was diagnosed with PTSD in 2017. I have never returned to work. After countless hours in therapists香蕉视频直播 chairs, occupational stress injury clinics, it was decided that I was unfit to return. My uniform now hangs in the shadows of my closet. My nametag collects dust. Yet, each time I go to pick it up, it香蕉视频直播檚 still weighted by the heft of memory and loss.
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I will remember you.
This week.
Every week.
Falkland resident Matthew Heneghan, a Salmon Arm Secondary graduate, is an author, podcaster and public speaker.