Out with the old, well some of it anyway

So, my new obsession has been my facebook. Which I am not going to link because I like that I still have some separation between my new life and the old one documented here.

The new life includes a job working as an EMT/Firefighter in a tiny town not too far from where I go to school. It comes with a lot of everyday nonsense and drama like any other job, but at some point almost every day I am amazed that this really is my job. I can't believe I wasted so much time doing anything else.

Today I had my first patient die on me. The people that know me won't be surprised that it didn't really affect me emotionally, other than being proud of the work I did to try and save him.
I have another young EMT friend who had to deal with her first death not that long ago, and it really threw her, she is struggling to get over it. I try to be sympathetic to her when she tells me about it, but all I am thinking is, "You are not cut out for this job. People die. Get used to it." I know that sounds harsh, but at least I am honest.

Old Life
I still think about my program at Bridges every day. Part of me really misses it. Even though I left feeling angry and betrayed. It's mostly during the times when I catch myself dwelling on my wife and family and all that I've lost. I try not to think about it so much, and try instead to focus on everything I have in front of me.
...like Paramedic school. I got in. The future is indeed very bright.