A Firefighter/Paramedic
I have witnessed the miracle of birth;
I have held a baby in my arms as it took its last breath;
I sometimes do not eat meals on time;
I have laughed with my patients;
I have cried with my patients;
I have had patients vomit on me;
I have comforted a father who held his dead son in his arms and grieved with the greatest sorrow I have ever seen;
I administer medications;
I haved worked on Christmas;
I have compassion for my patients;
I control bleeding;
I cut my patients out of wrecked cars;
I have been called an ambulance driver;
I have had people try to beat me through an intersection when I am driving with lights and sirens;
I have said a short prayer for a patient I just delivered to an emergency room in critical condition;
I start IVs;
I work shift work;
I have sat for hours in my ambulance while on a stand-by;
I read EKGs;
I have fought fire;
I work a second job on my off-days to provide for my children;
I have worked past the end of my shift when I had important plans after I was scheduled to get off work;
I have intubated patients in darks alleys, windowless basements, and cramped bathrooms;
I have had doctors yell at me for taking too long to arrive at the hospital, even though the patient had to be extricated from a third floor of a house;
I love my work;
I must continually go to school and educate myself;
I love my job;
I have seen the worst that one human being can do to another;
I have ventilated a building;
I have seen an elderly lady lay for days with a broken hip because she had nobody to check on her;
I have seen a mother burn to death after running back into a burning building to save her child;
I splint broken bones;
I cook the meals in my fire station;
I laugh with my brother and sister firefighters;
I bandage cuts;
I have concern for my patients;
I sometimes get upset at people who do not get out of my way when I am driving my ambulance; I must use all my senses; I am the godfather to my partner’s first-born child;
I have performed CPR;
I work in intense summer heat;
I work in severe winter cold;
I have seen what a shotgun blast can do to a human body;
I have tried to reason with a person sitting on a window ledge threatening to jump;
I have carried hose up more than 10 stories;
I lift and carry patients who weigh more than me;
I have helped a doctor crack a chest;
I have caught a cold from my patients;
I have accidentally stuck myself with a needle;
I take blood pressures;
I install car seats;
I put out car fires;
I slide a brass pole;
I have been cussed out by a patient;
I have resuscitated people who have walked out of the hospital;
I have rappelled off the side of a building;
I have seen what a bee sting can do to someone who is allergic to bee stings;
I have peeled a steering wheel off someone’s chest;
I have not finished many meals;
I have fallen through a floor;
I sit on the ramp of the firehouse and wave at people who honk their horns;
I constantly train on the equipment on my apparatus;
I climb ladders;
I have treated stab wounds;
I’ve had to tell a young son that his father died;
I have had a patient thank me;
I have seen the effects of not wearing a helmet when a motorcycle crashes;
I have been criticized for showing up late at a call;
I have held a young child’s hand while his mother was loaded on a stretcher into an ambulance;
I immobilize neck and back injuries;
I have gotten lost in a smoke-filled building;
I have driven home after my shift wondering if a patient survived;
I have let a father cut the umbilical cord;
I have climbed down dark holes;
I have hugged my children after coming home from a shift;
I administer medication for pain;
I listen when a patient tells me they are dying;
I deal with the homeless;
I have laughed with my partner about some call we remembered last week;
I have had a citizen file a complaint against me;
I have driven an elderly lady to the hospital in the front seat of my ambulance as CPR was performed on her husband of 56 years in the rear of the ambulance and listened to her fear of the unknown;
I have gone an entire shift without eating a meal;
I have pulled a firehouse prank of a newly graduated recruit;
I have smelled a burnt body;
I shower when I can;
I read all the latest fire and EMS journals;
I have a license to practice medicine;
I have loaded hose after a fire;
I have decompressed a chest filled with air;
I have listened to my partner’s frustrations;
I have chopped a hole in a roof;
I have cried after a call;
I have hugged family members after a terrible shift;
I have made a child smile;
I would not dream of doing any another job;
I am a professional;
I am a firefighter/paramedic.
Gary Ludwig
I have held a baby in my arms as it took its last breath;
I sometimes do not eat meals on time;
I have laughed with my patients;
I have cried with my patients;
I have had patients vomit on me;
I have comforted a father who held his dead son in his arms and grieved with the greatest sorrow I have ever seen;
I administer medications;
I haved worked on Christmas;
I have compassion for my patients;
I control bleeding;
I cut my patients out of wrecked cars;
I have been called an ambulance driver;
I have had people try to beat me through an intersection when I am driving with lights and sirens;
I have said a short prayer for a patient I just delivered to an emergency room in critical condition;
I start IVs;
I work shift work;
I have sat for hours in my ambulance while on a stand-by;
I read EKGs;
I have fought fire;
I work a second job on my off-days to provide for my children;
I have worked past the end of my shift when I had important plans after I was scheduled to get off work;
I have intubated patients in darks alleys, windowless basements, and cramped bathrooms;
I have had doctors yell at me for taking too long to arrive at the hospital, even though the patient had to be extricated from a third floor of a house;
I love my work;
I must continually go to school and educate myself;
I love my job;
I have seen the worst that one human being can do to another;
I have ventilated a building;
I have seen an elderly lady lay for days with a broken hip because she had nobody to check on her;
I have seen a mother burn to death after running back into a burning building to save her child;
I splint broken bones;
I cook the meals in my fire station;
I laugh with my brother and sister firefighters;
I bandage cuts;
I have concern for my patients;
I sometimes get upset at people who do not get out of my way when I am driving my ambulance; I must use all my senses; I am the godfather to my partner’s first-born child;
I have performed CPR;
I work in intense summer heat;
I work in severe winter cold;
I have seen what a shotgun blast can do to a human body;
I have tried to reason with a person sitting on a window ledge threatening to jump;
I have carried hose up more than 10 stories;
I lift and carry patients who weigh more than me;
I have helped a doctor crack a chest;
I have caught a cold from my patients;
I have accidentally stuck myself with a needle;
I take blood pressures;
I install car seats;
I put out car fires;
I slide a brass pole;
I have been cussed out by a patient;
I have resuscitated people who have walked out of the hospital;
I have rappelled off the side of a building;
I have seen what a bee sting can do to someone who is allergic to bee stings;
I have peeled a steering wheel off someone’s chest;
I have not finished many meals;
I have fallen through a floor;
I sit on the ramp of the firehouse and wave at people who honk their horns;
I constantly train on the equipment on my apparatus;
I climb ladders;
I have treated stab wounds;
I’ve had to tell a young son that his father died;
I have had a patient thank me;
I have seen the effects of not wearing a helmet when a motorcycle crashes;
I have been criticized for showing up late at a call;
I have held a young child’s hand while his mother was loaded on a stretcher into an ambulance;
I immobilize neck and back injuries;
I have gotten lost in a smoke-filled building;
I have driven home after my shift wondering if a patient survived;
I have let a father cut the umbilical cord;
I have climbed down dark holes;
I have hugged my children after coming home from a shift;
I administer medication for pain;
I listen when a patient tells me they are dying;
I deal with the homeless;
I have laughed with my partner about some call we remembered last week;
I have had a citizen file a complaint against me;
I have driven an elderly lady to the hospital in the front seat of my ambulance as CPR was performed on her husband of 56 years in the rear of the ambulance and listened to her fear of the unknown;
I have gone an entire shift without eating a meal;
I have pulled a firehouse prank of a newly graduated recruit;
I have smelled a burnt body;
I shower when I can;
I read all the latest fire and EMS journals;
I have a license to practice medicine;
I have loaded hose after a fire;
I have decompressed a chest filled with air;
I have listened to my partner’s frustrations;
I have chopped a hole in a roof;
I have cried after a call;
I have hugged family members after a terrible shift;
I have made a child smile;
I would not dream of doing any another job;
I am a professional;
I am a firefighter/paramedic.
Gary Ludwig