I would often sit in the back of the ambulance when the job was done and simply let things settle. Tension takes time to leave a space, much like the body relaxing after a stressful experience so too does the air surrounding us need a chance to deflate. With the blood smell still thick in the air, not yet cleared out by the exhaust fans, and the floor littered with debris; catheters, plastic bags that moments before held oxygen masks and tubes, sweat, saline and empty medication vials I would close my eyes, sometimes listening to the house 02 that somebody forgot to turn off hissing, sometimes just silence surrounding me and think of the person who just left us, and at times a connection could be felt, and somewhere deep in my soul I would feel a thank you coming from somewhere other than my minds own manifestation. These were private moments between me and the departed, and without taking the time to acknowledge life and loss, and to let things settle I could never have been able to key the mic and say, Rescue 1, back in service.
Posted on: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 15:29:35 +0000
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