Hello Constant reader: As I look back at the past few entries, it seems like I’ve been writing less about the fun EMS type stuff and more about the minutia of my life. I suppose if I want readers to keep coming back, I will have to write more stuff about my life while on the ambulance. With luck, I’ll have something good and “EMS-y” to blog about soon. In the meantime, here’s more about my day to day.
I worked my last shift at IFT on Wednesday. It was a slow shift, only two calls, but the first one lasted for hours. We took a very angry at the world paralyzed guy to a doctor’s appointment at a clinic at the Big City Trauma Center and we waited with him while several docs examined him. It took forever. This guy was in almost constant 10/10 pain and was one of the most miserable people I’d ever met. I promise to write about more about this later. In short, since I spent so much time with the guy, we had a lot of time to talk. Some strange things were discussed and I hope I gave him the right answers to some of his questions. Anyway, that will be another post, when I can gather myself together enough to write it.
Yesterday at IFT was the final day. As my partner sarcastically muttered when I mentioned it, “Too bad, so sad.” I stopped by, dumped off my uniforms and pager and grabbed my severance check. “Thanks and buh bye folks.” Oh, and no, I will not be attending the station closing keg party. Prior to grabbing my final check at the station, I spent the morning at the Toyota dealer around the corner, trading in my ’08 FJ Cruiser for an ’09 Corolla. The improved gas mileage alone made the trade worth it. I’ll really miss the truck, but for commuting to school and work, 35mpg can’t be beat. Also, the lease payment is $150 a month! Thanks Toyota!
I picked up my uniforms for the water park today. I have the feeling I’ll be able to get a lot of reading done at that job. From what I hear, it’s mostly Band-Aids and twisted ankles.
I start orientation for the new job at OAC on Monday the 11th and I start a kickass fitness boot camp the same morning. The boot camp is a 5 day a week month long training regimen that will start to whip me back into shape. I hope. I know I need to rebuild my base fitness, lose some fat and build some muscle. After the boot camp, I’ll either do crossfit or P90X. (On the advice of friends I’m leaning toward P90X.) Either way, I’m making positive changes in my life. It’s important. I’m 39, 6’1″ and 240 pounds. I need to get my shit together or I’m gonna be that 300 pound diabetic guy calling 911 when I get stuck in my recliner. No thanks. Every time I don’t feel like going to the gym or go work out, I’m going to picture that guy and remember how I swore I’d never let that happen to me.
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