Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Jungle girl
so i really wanted to start this blog with pictures from this great jungle but living in a jungle or i should say the bush of Belize has internet down falls such as it being sooo slow and that it wont allow me to upload pictures....but praise the Lord i have internet! So bare with me lol. just use your imaginations, i would say close your eyes and image but then you wouldnt be able to read this...so just image as you read. imagine bugs flying around your face and sweats dripping down your forhead....hahah actuely it has been quit cold here ( praise the Lord) but do image the sounds of the jungle that are never quiet. bugs and trees
yes i am officaly a jungle girl, or so my amazing mom calls me in her e-mails lol. either way i do live in the jungle or what they call out here the 'bush'. i live on a large amount of acres of land, that are encircled with more trees then will allow you to see straight through them. i live at a camp like facility which has girls and boys dorms, diunning hall, kitchen, basketball couart, craft shed, chapel, futball flied and guest houses. we run a desciplship and drug rehab typ progam for anyone around the world. we have classes for our students all based on the Bible, the students also participate in work projects and community living here. The Lord is our establisher and we rely on His quidence every day. as a straff member here i am charge of the first aide and any medical training. I also am the woman's dorm mother which at the moment i have two girls who are learning who God has created them to be and what He has for them. I have been serving here sense last july and plan to stay as long as God says too. walking by faith is deffinately somehting i am learning each and every day but He is always faithful.
"He never fails." - zepheniah 3:6
He has proven His faithfulness each and ever day that i have been here and He continues to. Coming here was a big step for me but one i do not regret. He is continuely restoring me and deffinately reclaining me as His child. Prasie the Lord for His love and mercy!
i hope to be bloging more and giving you up dates on what the Lord is doing in my life and our studants and staff's lives...pictures well not sure the internet will allow me to but we will see. thanks for all your love and prayers...i miss you all-Jungle Girl
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Charge-shock-Change
The two ems workers had been partners for about five months, and had become close friends through it. they had shared many calls together good and bad. That afternoon, they were posted on one of the many random street corners that thier company covered. The two were engaged in conversation, laughing as they usely did when the 911 call was dispatched. She quickly grabebd the map book to find the location of the call as he geared the engine into drive and turned the orange amber lights on. she told him how to get to the call and then threw the map book back onto the ambulance dashboard. The 911 call was for chest pain. a typ of call that she had responded to many times in her first five months as a brand new paramedic.
With in a few minutes the two were approuching the street, they saw the fire engine parked by a dirt lot and the three firemen huddled around a man sitting on a random cemet block. From what she could see as they parked. The man was middle aged and he was slupted over clutching his chest. The fire depot had the patient on thier cardiac moniter. One fireman was starting an iv, one was getting the patients blood pressure while the captian was asking questions to the responsive patient.
The two jumped from thier ambulance and pulled out thier gurney. As they approuched the four men they saw the patient all of a sudden go completely unresponsive and start to fall over. The fire medic caught the patient as they two wheeled their gurney over quickly to load him. She turned to the fire medic and asked him what he got so far as they placed the gurney seat belts on the patient and lifted the gurney. The fire medic informed her that the patient had been complaining of chest pain and that the collapse ca,e with out signs. They quickly loaded the patient and jumped in. She yelled to her emt partner to head code three to their closest hospital. Within seconds the two fire medics and her felt the gurking of the unit and heard the familiar sirens. The fire captian sat in the jump seat above the patient's head and was bagging the patient, who at this point has stopped breathing. The fire medic sat in the bend and began re-establishing his iv.
'he isnt breathimg" the captian yelled.
'What do we have on the moniter." she asked as she read justed its screne. the normal cardiac rythm was replaced with a rapid heart beat. ( ventricular tachycardia) she reached down and felt his rapid pulse. With sweat from the heat of the dat rolling hown her forehead she truned to the fire medic and stated.
"V-tach with pulsess, dude we got to cardiover him." the fire medic took a quick look at the moniter.
"right." he said as he reached over and adjusted the moniter. She quickly pulled out the defib pads and stuck them on the patient's chest.
"All you after you clear us." he told her.
"Okay, clearing, you guys all clear? Here we go." she yelled.
"clear!" came the response of the two firefighters. She reached out and pressed the charge buttom. the sound of the power charging up sounded like a bomb about to expload. It reached its full charge point and started alarming.
"Clear, we all clear?" she yelled again.
"Clear!" they all moved as far away from the gruney as they could in the small ambulance.
She reached a pressed the shock bottun.
cardioversion: is a bolt of electricity that camptures a rapid heart beat and shocks it. Its goal is to stop the rapid beating with electricity and re-start the heart
The patient few up a few inches from the gurney.
patient: went from not breathing, completely unresponsive, rapid heart rate to sitting up and yelling "where am I? where am I?"
The fire medic turned to look at the five month paramedic and said, "I think we just saved his life." the paramedic's mouth went from wide open to a smile of hope. "ya i think we did." the two stared at each other for a second before doing a victory statement through a high five. They felt the ambulance come to a stop in the ER bay. The emt opened the back doors to to stare at his partner.
"Good job." he yelled with a smile. With in a few minutes the patient was in a hopsital bed surrounded by a doctor and many nurses.
The two paramedics talked as they did their paerpwork side by side. They laughed as they leaned on the counter and cheered as they told the story to those around them. This call would be the begining of a close , trustful working relationship between the new medic and the emperinced firefighter. Before he left to two of them walked over to the patient who stated that he did not remember anything that happend and asked who they were. The firefighter paramedic informed him of everything.
"So you two saved my life?"
"Yeah looks liek it."
"Thank you two so much." after hand shakes all around the fire medic turned to her, "See ya on the next one." he said with a wink.
"Of coarse." she said back with a smile. She walked back over to the counter and finished the last of her paperwork. She took a glace back at the middle aged man who now sat comformtably in the bed watching the busy ER. He was alive, only by a shock of electricity that touched His heart.
What do you let touch your heart? who do you let touch your heart? I heard a man once say "That God is the only one who we are supposed to let touch our hearts." see we were all created with a void in our hearts that only God can fullfill. yes God created us to have relationships with other: human contact. But he is the founder of relationship and the only one that can fill that void in our hearts. He is like a cardiac moniter, captureing your every heart beat in His heart, and when he sees your heart beating unsafely fast, sees you on the road to enternal death He desires to reach out and touch you; shock you with electriciy and re-start your heart anew.
If you have never felt God's touch dont wait too late, cause choosing weather you want God to cardovert your heart or not will be choosing between death and eternal life. Let Him restart your heart for Him while you are living and re-start your heart for eternal life with Him, where there is no death.
"My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." - paslm 73:26
I remember leaving that ER and thinking to myself 'I actuely saved that man's life.' I will never forget that call, seeing someone on the brink of death and living after a bolt of elctricity....let God cardovert your heart and change your life forever...may your heart beat to the rythm of His....
With in a few minutes the two were approuching the street, they saw the fire engine parked by a dirt lot and the three firemen huddled around a man sitting on a random cemet block. From what she could see as they parked. The man was middle aged and he was slupted over clutching his chest. The fire depot had the patient on thier cardiac moniter. One fireman was starting an iv, one was getting the patients blood pressure while the captian was asking questions to the responsive patient.
The two jumped from thier ambulance and pulled out thier gurney. As they approuched the four men they saw the patient all of a sudden go completely unresponsive and start to fall over. The fire medic caught the patient as they two wheeled their gurney over quickly to load him. She turned to the fire medic and asked him what he got so far as they placed the gurney seat belts on the patient and lifted the gurney. The fire medic informed her that the patient had been complaining of chest pain and that the collapse ca,e with out signs. They quickly loaded the patient and jumped in. She yelled to her emt partner to head code three to their closest hospital. Within seconds the two fire medics and her felt the gurking of the unit and heard the familiar sirens. The fire captian sat in the jump seat above the patient's head and was bagging the patient, who at this point has stopped breathing. The fire medic sat in the bend and began re-establishing his iv.
'he isnt breathimg" the captian yelled.
'What do we have on the moniter." she asked as she read justed its screne. the normal cardiac rythm was replaced with a rapid heart beat. ( ventricular tachycardia) she reached down and felt his rapid pulse. With sweat from the heat of the dat rolling hown her forehead she truned to the fire medic and stated.
"V-tach with pulsess, dude we got to cardiover him." the fire medic took a quick look at the moniter.
"right." he said as he reached over and adjusted the moniter. She quickly pulled out the defib pads and stuck them on the patient's chest.
"All you after you clear us." he told her.
"Okay, clearing, you guys all clear? Here we go." she yelled.
"clear!" came the response of the two firefighters. She reached out and pressed the charge buttom. the sound of the power charging up sounded like a bomb about to expload. It reached its full charge point and started alarming.
"Clear, we all clear?" she yelled again.
"Clear!" they all moved as far away from the gruney as they could in the small ambulance.
She reached a pressed the shock bottun.
cardioversion: is a bolt of electricity that camptures a rapid heart beat and shocks it. Its goal is to stop the rapid beating with electricity and re-start the heart
The patient few up a few inches from the gurney.
patient: went from not breathing, completely unresponsive, rapid heart rate to sitting up and yelling "where am I? where am I?"
The fire medic turned to look at the five month paramedic and said, "I think we just saved his life." the paramedic's mouth went from wide open to a smile of hope. "ya i think we did." the two stared at each other for a second before doing a victory statement through a high five. They felt the ambulance come to a stop in the ER bay. The emt opened the back doors to to stare at his partner.
"Good job." he yelled with a smile. With in a few minutes the patient was in a hopsital bed surrounded by a doctor and many nurses.
The two paramedics talked as they did their paerpwork side by side. They laughed as they leaned on the counter and cheered as they told the story to those around them. This call would be the begining of a close , trustful working relationship between the new medic and the emperinced firefighter. Before he left to two of them walked over to the patient who stated that he did not remember anything that happend and asked who they were. The firefighter paramedic informed him of everything.
"So you two saved my life?"
"Yeah looks liek it."
"Thank you two so much." after hand shakes all around the fire medic turned to her, "See ya on the next one." he said with a wink.
"Of coarse." she said back with a smile. She walked back over to the counter and finished the last of her paperwork. She took a glace back at the middle aged man who now sat comformtably in the bed watching the busy ER. He was alive, only by a shock of electricity that touched His heart.
What do you let touch your heart? who do you let touch your heart? I heard a man once say "That God is the only one who we are supposed to let touch our hearts." see we were all created with a void in our hearts that only God can fullfill. yes God created us to have relationships with other: human contact. But he is the founder of relationship and the only one that can fill that void in our hearts. He is like a cardiac moniter, captureing your every heart beat in His heart, and when he sees your heart beating unsafely fast, sees you on the road to enternal death He desires to reach out and touch you; shock you with electriciy and re-start your heart anew.
If you have never felt God's touch dont wait too late, cause choosing weather you want God to cardovert your heart or not will be choosing between death and eternal life. Let Him restart your heart for Him while you are living and re-start your heart for eternal life with Him, where there is no death.
"My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." - paslm 73:26
I remember leaving that ER and thinking to myself 'I actuely saved that man's life.' I will never forget that call, seeing someone on the brink of death and living after a bolt of elctricity....let God cardovert your heart and change your life forever...may your heart beat to the rythm of His....
Friday, January 7, 2011
blood, sweat, tears and loss
the call came out as a bike down. she has heard this typ of call go out plently of times but now she was the one that sat in the paramedic seat, she was the one who had to be incharge, whom the liability fell on..nerviousness raced through her heart. This being only her fifth call as a brand new paramedic, this 24 year old's heart pounded to the rythm of the sirens. she grabbed the map book and directed her second day emt partner in. The two raced throught the busy city. With the hour late, the sun had already fallen. The ambulances amber lights danced off of the buildings with beautiful colores.
as they pulled up to the scene the fire department was already on assessing. The captian waved us into the choas of fire engines, police cars and scared bystanders. her partner rolled his window down to talk to the captian.
"This one is dead, if ya have a blanket i can cover him with, that would be great. The other one over there with my medic will be transported." he directed us. The sight of the dead victom made her heart skip a beat. A young teenager laying on the pavement with his head snapped the other way, obvious signs of death. The two pulled thier ambulance closer to the other victim. she directed her emt partnern to get a blanket for the captian as she pulled her glooves on. she grabbed a back board from the back of her ambulance and joined the fire department on the pavement.
There layed a young kid, later he was found to be the age of 15. The boy was combative yelling and screaming in his altered state. The fire department was trying to calm him down. she placed the board next to the kid and looked into the eyes of the older medic onscene. He was holding the boys head still, he looked up into her nervious eyes with urgences and gave his quik report.
"young kid was riding his bike with the other one," he gestured with a knod to the young boy who was being covered with a blanket. "Sounds like they both got hit by another car. rate of speed approx 30-40 mph. his scull is pretty cracked and he has a hole in the back of his head, I can feel his brain." she reached over and palpated the rest of his body, all the other bones were stable. They loeaded him on the backboard and with the help of her partner and the fire dpartment they starpped him down and placed him in the back of the ambulance. in no time they were going lights and sirens to the closest pediatric trauma center.
The young kid fought the whole way. screaming and shouting out in his altered mentation. The older fire paramedic rode in with her and together they assessed and treated. as she held one of his arms down so the fire medic could get iv accesst, she started down at the young kid, he yelled as blood spilled here and there form the back of his head. after they secured the iv access the fire medic looked up at the young girl.
"You new? never seen you out her before?" she looked back at him with an expressions of hope.
"I have been with with company for a few years. but brand new paramedic, its my second shift today..that shows i bet." she admitted. He looked back at her with a smile of encouragement.
"really? for your second shift you are doing ana amazing job. i am impressed."
"thank you." came her reply as they pulled into the trauma center. with in minutes the crew unloaded the fighting patient, took him in, handed him over after a report and walked to the break room to do paperwork. Her partner caught her before she walked into the room .
'you okay?" he asked in a senser tone.
"ya."
"he is gonna have alot of brain damage isnt he?"
"ya..it happends..you know, " she said. "after this call i think we are officialy partners." she said giving him a punch in the arm and a comfortable smile. They next 40 minutes were taken up with decon of the ambulance, paperwork, answering quetions form the doctors, and chatting about the call. before the fire medic departed he looked at the new medic.
"Good job, keep it up... you will be fine out there."
"thnak you." she said as he walked form the break room.
That call started a series of a strong partnership and friedship with her emt partner, a strong friendship and repect between her and the fire crew she ran with, a strong repore with the hospital staff, and tough skin to face the rest of her career. She took a deep breath as she finished her paperwork.
The words from the experienced fire parameidc stuck in her mind, encouraged her and reminded her once agian that God had called her to this and that He was in control.
thank you Lord for all your strength and endurance as i step out and follow you!! be with my mind, my heart, my skills, my hands as i continue to help those in need and offer an empathetic heart. when times get hard may i be reminded of your faithfulness, grace, love, and hope for all humanity.
it has almost been a year since i ran that call, but i will never forget it!
Life is too short not to trust God, too short not to surrender to Him and allow Him to lead your life, cause if you dont you are gonna miss life all together
life is full of blood, sweat, tears and loss; but throught that comes redemption, accomplishment, joy and hope...
"For You are my hope, O Lord God, You are the trust from my youth." -psalm 71:5
as they pulled up to the scene the fire department was already on assessing. The captian waved us into the choas of fire engines, police cars and scared bystanders. her partner rolled his window down to talk to the captian.
"This one is dead, if ya have a blanket i can cover him with, that would be great. The other one over there with my medic will be transported." he directed us. The sight of the dead victom made her heart skip a beat. A young teenager laying on the pavement with his head snapped the other way, obvious signs of death. The two pulled thier ambulance closer to the other victim. she directed her emt partnern to get a blanket for the captian as she pulled her glooves on. she grabbed a back board from the back of her ambulance and joined the fire department on the pavement.
There layed a young kid, later he was found to be the age of 15. The boy was combative yelling and screaming in his altered state. The fire department was trying to calm him down. she placed the board next to the kid and looked into the eyes of the older medic onscene. He was holding the boys head still, he looked up into her nervious eyes with urgences and gave his quik report.
"young kid was riding his bike with the other one," he gestured with a knod to the young boy who was being covered with a blanket. "Sounds like they both got hit by another car. rate of speed approx 30-40 mph. his scull is pretty cracked and he has a hole in the back of his head, I can feel his brain." she reached over and palpated the rest of his body, all the other bones were stable. They loeaded him on the backboard and with the help of her partner and the fire dpartment they starpped him down and placed him in the back of the ambulance. in no time they were going lights and sirens to the closest pediatric trauma center.
The young kid fought the whole way. screaming and shouting out in his altered mentation. The older fire paramedic rode in with her and together they assessed and treated. as she held one of his arms down so the fire medic could get iv accesst, she started down at the young kid, he yelled as blood spilled here and there form the back of his head. after they secured the iv access the fire medic looked up at the young girl.
"You new? never seen you out her before?" she looked back at him with an expressions of hope.
"I have been with with company for a few years. but brand new paramedic, its my second shift today..that shows i bet." she admitted. He looked back at her with a smile of encouragement.
"really? for your second shift you are doing ana amazing job. i am impressed."
"thank you." came her reply as they pulled into the trauma center. with in minutes the crew unloaded the fighting patient, took him in, handed him over after a report and walked to the break room to do paperwork. Her partner caught her before she walked into the room .
'you okay?" he asked in a senser tone.
"ya."
"he is gonna have alot of brain damage isnt he?"
"ya..it happends..you know, " she said. "after this call i think we are officialy partners." she said giving him a punch in the arm and a comfortable smile. They next 40 minutes were taken up with decon of the ambulance, paperwork, answering quetions form the doctors, and chatting about the call. before the fire medic departed he looked at the new medic.
"Good job, keep it up... you will be fine out there."
"thnak you." she said as he walked form the break room.
That call started a series of a strong partnership and friedship with her emt partner, a strong friendship and repect between her and the fire crew she ran with, a strong repore with the hospital staff, and tough skin to face the rest of her career. She took a deep breath as she finished her paperwork.
The words from the experienced fire parameidc stuck in her mind, encouraged her and reminded her once agian that God had called her to this and that He was in control.
thank you Lord for all your strength and endurance as i step out and follow you!! be with my mind, my heart, my skills, my hands as i continue to help those in need and offer an empathetic heart. when times get hard may i be reminded of your faithfulness, grace, love, and hope for all humanity.
it has almost been a year since i ran that call, but i will never forget it!
Life is too short not to trust God, too short not to surrender to Him and allow Him to lead your life, cause if you dont you are gonna miss life all together
life is full of blood, sweat, tears and loss; but throught that comes redemption, accomplishment, joy and hope...
"For You are my hope, O Lord God, You are the trust from my youth." -psalm 71:5
Saturday, January 1, 2011
2010 gone but not forgotten
2010: learned how to be a paramedic on my own
worked with am amazing emt for my first couple of months
learned how to teach other emts
gained new friends and work buddies
gained a new best friend
moved out on my own
had a pediatic full arest save
took a road trip and and hit eight states in that process
was a bridemaid for a close friend
had a unresponsive,apnec, vt with pulses come back after cardioversion
amazing trip to belize
tougth three emt skill classes
Dancing!!
found out my sister-in law was preganant
first time to vagus
got to work with many emts
found out my sister in pregnant
a thanksgiving full of family and friends at the main
got a close friend as my permanent emt partner
spend three days with my best friend from georgia
on my 25th birthday caught a STEMI that i deverted to LLUMC
christmas with my family and friends!!
NYE: 15 calls but enjoyed seeing all mybuddies form work and at the hosptals
Jan 1, 2011: sitting in my warm bed drinking an orange wheat
Prasie the Lord for His MANY blessings this year!!!!! Lord may this next year be full of blessing, fun, adventure, tears, sweat, blood..may it be full of life and may we not forget the reason, the value and the importance of life!!!
"trust in Him" psalm 37:5
i love ya Lord!!!
HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!!!
worked with am amazing emt for my first couple of months
learned how to teach other emts
gained new friends and work buddies
gained a new best friend
moved out on my own
had a pediatic full arest save
took a road trip and and hit eight states in that process
was a bridemaid for a close friend
had a unresponsive,apnec, vt with pulses come back after cardioversion
amazing trip to belize
tougth three emt skill classes
Dancing!!
found out my sister-in law was preganant
first time to vagus
got to work with many emts
found out my sister in pregnant
a thanksgiving full of family and friends at the main
got a close friend as my permanent emt partner
spend three days with my best friend from georgia
on my 25th birthday caught a STEMI that i deverted to LLUMC
christmas with my family and friends!!
NYE: 15 calls but enjoyed seeing all mybuddies form work and at the hosptals
Jan 1, 2011: sitting in my warm bed drinking an orange wheat
Prasie the Lord for His MANY blessings this year!!!!! Lord may this next year be full of blessing, fun, adventure, tears, sweat, blood..may it be full of life and may we not forget the reason, the value and the importance of life!!!
"trust in Him" psalm 37:5
i love ya Lord!!!
HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!!!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
a secret weapon
She had been studing hard and long! Days and days ever sense she recieved her testing date. Another from her class had gone before her and had made it..the hope of that same occomplishment nugged her heart that it was possible to do. She also had a secret weapon...
This secret had never failed her before, never let her down, and always worked toward the best for her. Everyone before her had had tricks, extra study guides, great study books that she did not posses at the moment but she decided to to bring her abilities, her knowledge, her passion for it and her secret weapon to the table. She locked her car up and with anxiouness and fear tugging on her stomache she walked to the front door. A tall brown haired young man was a few steps infront of her and walked through first. He was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. A sigh of relief fell on her as she was glad she wasn't the only one not dressed up. Her atire consisted of jeans, a checkard tank-top and a black sweatshirt. She follow the handsome man in and met him at the elivator. He walked in and she followed.
"third floor?' he asked eyeing my paper that i desperatly clutched.
"National registry?" i confirmed.
"Yup." he said pushing the buttom with a three printed on it. "What level?" he asked eyeing my paper again.
"Paramedic." i said witha sigh of tiredness. "you?"
"Emt." he answered nerviously
"I am just so ready to be done." i sighned. He agreeed witha knod. The elivator doors opened and we both disembarked.
"Where now?" i asked unsure of my barring.
"To the right." he pointed. I knew i was early so i decided to take a few last deep breaths in the bathroom. "good luck, i will see ya in there." i said turning to the bathroom.
"You too." was the last word i heard the handsome young man say. After i had left the bathroom i made my way through the glass doors. The next coupld of minutes were given over to rule astablishment , pictures taken, ids copied, and finger printed. I was then gieven a locker to keep my exceptence letter, keys, watch and bracelet in. I was told that if i walked into the testing room wearing my sweatshirt i would have to keep it on the whole time. Soon my name was called and i walked to the back where i was told of more rules and finger printed again. I was then told that i would be filmed during the whole test. After my id was checked again the door infront of me opened. I peared in to see many testing stations. I noticed students of all ages and was excited to see my handsome man at a near by testing station.
"ready?" the lady asked me. with a knod of my head i was escorted to a station. And with a word of "good luck" the lady left me and i faced the computer before me and clicked on the begin button.
The next two hours where full of cardiac rythm identification, drug caculations, trauma triage, MCI protocols, basic and advanced life support and wacked sanarios....i had no idea if i was gonna make it through...i heavly relied on my last year of classroom learning, my four and a half years experience as an emt, my precepter giving me the hand shake of passing and the fact that my secret weapon was with me. ....but i still left the building not feeling good about it.....For the next two days my thoughts were wrapped upon the rediculous question, the rythms i thiought i had interpreted right and the drug calculations i still ran in my mind....did i pass?
two days later, my hands shook as i logged in the website. My breathing became heavy and my heart pounded as the site loaded....was i really ready to pass this and move on? Did i need more training? questions like these raced through my mind as i waited. My secret weapon had always known better then me...even in the mists of failing my first time through the school by half a point..that had sucked but it had been the best thing for me..my secret weapon knew best and i had to rely upon that and that alone..........."everything was gonna be fine..no matter what." is what i kept telling myself....then it was there right infront of me ...the verdict..i read it a few times before i shouted through tears, with arms raised "I MADE IT!!!!! I PASSED!!!"
PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!!!!!PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!
my secret weapon had worked and that was God! He had always been there for me, had never let me down...and He knew best..i knew if i failed it would be His will and in the end the best thing for me...all i had to do is trust Him!! He had called me to this and that is what i relied upon!!!! Trust is a hard thing...very hard..the hardest but the most rewarding when that trust is in God!!! If i had failed it would have been His will and i would have had to trust that..trust through failure is even harder...but when that trust is in the creator of the universe that failure is victory...for the will of God is victory. It was God's will for me to fail by half a point in school a year ago, because i failed things played out for me to go to the desert for internship with an amazing preceptor...God's will is the best!!!
His will was for me to pass this test and praise His name i did!!!!
Do you have a secret weapon? will it fail you? do you use your secret weapon for hard tests or for life too? I won't give up mine-so don't give up yours.....just make sure you have the right one :)
Praise the Lord!!!
This secret had never failed her before, never let her down, and always worked toward the best for her. Everyone before her had had tricks, extra study guides, great study books that she did not posses at the moment but she decided to to bring her abilities, her knowledge, her passion for it and her secret weapon to the table. She locked her car up and with anxiouness and fear tugging on her stomache she walked to the front door. A tall brown haired young man was a few steps infront of her and walked through first. He was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. A sigh of relief fell on her as she was glad she wasn't the only one not dressed up. Her atire consisted of jeans, a checkard tank-top and a black sweatshirt. She follow the handsome man in and met him at the elivator. He walked in and she followed.
"third floor?' he asked eyeing my paper that i desperatly clutched.
"National registry?" i confirmed.
"Yup." he said pushing the buttom with a three printed on it. "What level?" he asked eyeing my paper again.
"Paramedic." i said witha sigh of tiredness. "you?"
"Emt." he answered nerviously
"I am just so ready to be done." i sighned. He agreeed witha knod. The elivator doors opened and we both disembarked.
"Where now?" i asked unsure of my barring.
"To the right." he pointed. I knew i was early so i decided to take a few last deep breaths in the bathroom. "good luck, i will see ya in there." i said turning to the bathroom.
"You too." was the last word i heard the handsome young man say. After i had left the bathroom i made my way through the glass doors. The next coupld of minutes were given over to rule astablishment , pictures taken, ids copied, and finger printed. I was then gieven a locker to keep my exceptence letter, keys, watch and bracelet in. I was told that if i walked into the testing room wearing my sweatshirt i would have to keep it on the whole time. Soon my name was called and i walked to the back where i was told of more rules and finger printed again. I was then told that i would be filmed during the whole test. After my id was checked again the door infront of me opened. I peared in to see many testing stations. I noticed students of all ages and was excited to see my handsome man at a near by testing station.
"ready?" the lady asked me. with a knod of my head i was escorted to a station. And with a word of "good luck" the lady left me and i faced the computer before me and clicked on the begin button.
The next two hours where full of cardiac rythm identification, drug caculations, trauma triage, MCI protocols, basic and advanced life support and wacked sanarios....i had no idea if i was gonna make it through...i heavly relied on my last year of classroom learning, my four and a half years experience as an emt, my precepter giving me the hand shake of passing and the fact that my secret weapon was with me. ....but i still left the building not feeling good about it.....For the next two days my thoughts were wrapped upon the rediculous question, the rythms i thiought i had interpreted right and the drug calculations i still ran in my mind....did i pass?
two days later, my hands shook as i logged in the website. My breathing became heavy and my heart pounded as the site loaded....was i really ready to pass this and move on? Did i need more training? questions like these raced through my mind as i waited. My secret weapon had always known better then me...even in the mists of failing my first time through the school by half a point..that had sucked but it had been the best thing for me..my secret weapon knew best and i had to rely upon that and that alone..........."everything was gonna be fine..no matter what." is what i kept telling myself....then it was there right infront of me ...the verdict..i read it a few times before i shouted through tears, with arms raised "I MADE IT!!!!! I PASSED!!!"
PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!!!!!PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!
my secret weapon had worked and that was God! He had always been there for me, had never let me down...and He knew best..i knew if i failed it would be His will and in the end the best thing for me...all i had to do is trust Him!! He had called me to this and that is what i relied upon!!!! Trust is a hard thing...very hard..the hardest but the most rewarding when that trust is in God!!! If i had failed it would have been His will and i would have had to trust that..trust through failure is even harder...but when that trust is in the creator of the universe that failure is victory...for the will of God is victory. It was God's will for me to fail by half a point in school a year ago, because i failed things played out for me to go to the desert for internship with an amazing preceptor...God's will is the best!!!
His will was for me to pass this test and praise His name i did!!!!
Do you have a secret weapon? will it fail you? do you use your secret weapon for hard tests or for life too? I won't give up mine-so don't give up yours.....just make sure you have the right one :)
Praise the Lord!!!
"go get them, kid"
All 26 of them stood in a single file line infront of the door. Each one dressed in thier finest. some wore full suits, others black slacks, and a long sleeve white buttom up shirt with a tie, and one wore black pinstrip pants and a black top. No matter what they were wharing they were all there for the same purpose. excitment danced in thier eyes as they tried standing still. Some were reminising, some were laughing, some had already started celebrating prior and smelled of alcohol. Soon the doors opened and with a sigh of occomplishment all 26 of them walked through the doors and onto the stage, sitting in alphabetical order in the chairs alined on stage. The lights overhead blinded students to the faces in the back rows.
The ceremony started...
During the many speeches from the MC, the chairman, prinicple, teachers and their medical directer, the 26 students sat in relief that they had made it to this moment. Two of them chatted silently to each other about the people in the front rows and thier attire. Others gave each other nuckle punds during some of the speeches. Soon two of the students stood and addressed the autitorium. the class president convade some of the classes funny stories and some of the great moments. Then the only female student stepped to the mic and spoke of the class and the great guys she had been sitting with. Next came the awards...many of the students were granted awards for special achievments..then came the moment.
One by one each of the students were called by name to the podium and given an envelope. Each of them made contact either through hugs or hand shakes with the faculty, then took thier seat and clapped for thier counterparts. After the last student was called the enitre class rose and with a booming voice the MC annouced "congratulations, class 72!"...
These 26 people had been paramedic learners during thier classtime, paramedic students during ther clinical time, paramedic interns during thier field time...but they were now paramedic graduates as they rose and were applauded by friends, family, preceptors, co-workers, supervisors and chiefs. Thier hearts were full of thankfulness and excitment, thier minds full of relief and thier spirits ready to party. They had made it..how? Through long days in class, long nights pouring over thier books, long clinical shifts on thier feet and long field hours where they learned to connect all they had learned with the reality of the bleeding, screaming, panting or even dieing patient before them. But they had made it!
After applauses the graduates stepped from the stage and were welcomed by open arms of friends and family in congratulations!!! After the congrates some of the students made thier way to a bar and restuarant where they laughed, sang and even danced to thier victory.....but the begining had just stared these 26 graduates were on thier way to more tests, practicles, and ride outs to claimed thier state certs...
the thought of that next journey nugged my mind that night as i sat with them all celebrating....i had made it this far by the grace of God and i knew he would carry me the rest of the way-i was sure of that!!! I was excited to be now a graduate and done with this chapter of the paramedic life..but i was thankful and honored to be graduating and now celebrating with 25 of the greatest guys ever...people asked me how it was being the only girl in the class and going through all that with 25 guys?
Yeah there were ruff moments..but like i told the audience that night. " they took care of me and i wouldn't trade any of them. They are 25 of the most amazing guys ever."
congrates to class 72 and in the words of my preceptor "go get them kid"
"PRAISE GOD ...WE MADE IT!" -student of class 72
The ceremony started...
During the many speeches from the MC, the chairman, prinicple, teachers and their medical directer, the 26 students sat in relief that they had made it to this moment. Two of them chatted silently to each other about the people in the front rows and thier attire. Others gave each other nuckle punds during some of the speeches. Soon two of the students stood and addressed the autitorium. the class president convade some of the classes funny stories and some of the great moments. Then the only female student stepped to the mic and spoke of the class and the great guys she had been sitting with. Next came the awards...many of the students were granted awards for special achievments..then came the moment.
One by one each of the students were called by name to the podium and given an envelope. Each of them made contact either through hugs or hand shakes with the faculty, then took thier seat and clapped for thier counterparts. After the last student was called the enitre class rose and with a booming voice the MC annouced "congratulations, class 72!"...
These 26 people had been paramedic learners during thier classtime, paramedic students during ther clinical time, paramedic interns during thier field time...but they were now paramedic graduates as they rose and were applauded by friends, family, preceptors, co-workers, supervisors and chiefs. Thier hearts were full of thankfulness and excitment, thier minds full of relief and thier spirits ready to party. They had made it..how? Through long days in class, long nights pouring over thier books, long clinical shifts on thier feet and long field hours where they learned to connect all they had learned with the reality of the bleeding, screaming, panting or even dieing patient before them. But they had made it!
After applauses the graduates stepped from the stage and were welcomed by open arms of friends and family in congratulations!!! After the congrates some of the students made thier way to a bar and restuarant where they laughed, sang and even danced to thier victory.....but the begining had just stared these 26 graduates were on thier way to more tests, practicles, and ride outs to claimed thier state certs...
the thought of that next journey nugged my mind that night as i sat with them all celebrating....i had made it this far by the grace of God and i knew he would carry me the rest of the way-i was sure of that!!! I was excited to be now a graduate and done with this chapter of the paramedic life..but i was thankful and honored to be graduating and now celebrating with 25 of the greatest guys ever...people asked me how it was being the only girl in the class and going through all that with 25 guys?
Yeah there were ruff moments..but like i told the audience that night. " they took care of me and i wouldn't trade any of them. They are 25 of the most amazing guys ever."
congrates to class 72 and in the words of my preceptor "go get them kid"
"PRAISE GOD ...WE MADE IT!" -student of class 72
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
do people dress up only for halloween?
so that ounce a year day came along and kids and adults alike dressed up in costumes and hit the streets or parties..to trick or treat. Halloween for kids is a time to dress up as your favorite character, and go from house to house collecting candy. for the male adolescent they get to dress up and be a kid at heart but try to grow up by doing imacure things. the female adolescent has the opportunity to get away with dressing as a slut, and for the adult with kids they get to hang with thier kids..and the unmarried adult just gets an excuse to drink heavely...either way a costume comes on. they out on a mask and try to be another person where deep down underneath that they are the same person. weather its a wounder woman costume or a squint..they are the same person underneath.
So do people naturely hide who they are underneath a mask/costume. day to day put on a fasode of who they really are not..or do they do the opposite and hide the hero underneath their cloths.. sooner or later hallween ends for real and so does the battle to be someone else. put the costume down and be yourself. Haallween is over
So do people naturely hide who they are underneath a mask/costume. day to day put on a fasode of who they really are not..or do they do the opposite and hide the hero underneath their cloths.. sooner or later hallween ends for real and so does the battle to be someone else. put the costume down and be yourself. Haallween is over
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