I suspect it is hard to love a frontline ambulance person.
We get up early and don’t have time to drink coffee over the newspaper.
We come home late and are too tired to cook.
We work extra because we know there are sick people who need us.
We don’t get too excited over your minor “boo-boo”.
We have seen far worse.
We don’t want to talk when we come home.
We have talked all day.
We don’t want to move when we come home.
We have moved all day.
It may seem, that we have left all our caring, our heart, and our love at work, then come home to you empty.
We probably have.
But we don’t tell you that many times at work we are scared.
Scared we are missing something.
Scared we will let our patient down.
Have to deal with angry families and yelled at by patients.
I suspect it is hard to love ,an ambulance person but know this:
Your ambulance person needs your love. Needs your understanding. Needs to know that you “get it”.
Needs to be taken care of.
Needs you to do the hardest work you may ever do, which is to love an ambulance person.
I would like to thank those of you out there who love us and let us do this work, this calling, this life: Emergency care.
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