That was my head touching down on to mister pillow the minute I arrived home after touring the UK, US and Canada for eight weeks. Shifts in London, Edinburgh, New York City, San Francisco and Sydney. Interviews with some great people from all over the place, but one common denominator – a passion for paramedicine. Amongst them bloggers (insomniac medic, trauma queen), tweeps (mrsinsomniacmedic, melph, murphquake, shotinfoot) and even a cameraman called Ted! Not to mention the other dozens of people I met along the way, who were all great fun, which I am still in contact with. The Internet is a great thing in getting people connected, and keeping it that way.
Arriving back on Sunday evening, I didn’t have much time to get ready for my shift on Monday morning 0700hrs. Did I mention I have been put in a depot 73km south of where I live, an hours drive? Hmm.
Monday and Tuesday saw patients greeted and treated by a smiling Zombie with rather large rings under his eyes. If you listened properly, you could hear the cogs turning, sometimes with a little squeak, behind those tired eyes. At least we weren’t called to anything serious…except for a patient with severe shortness of breath with lungs full of fluid, and a truck vs. car with entrapment in the pouring rain. But I had my act together, and everything worked just fine!
Today (Wednesday) is the first day where I feel my head is out of the clouds and back where it belongs – and all we have done for the past seven hours is two low priority transfers – typical! The minute you’re ready for it, nothing happens. Curse you, Murphy!
I’m busy transcribing my notes from the trip in to blog posts – they will appear here shortly. Looking forward to reliving the trip via words, and sharing it with everybody!