Yeah yeah, whatever. This job is the bet job in the world, and always will be. I’m keen, enthusiastic as f*ck, and why should that change?
Looking around, I realise that most of the older medics, who have been around for a decade or three, must have begun the job all bright eyed and bushy tailed too. Some still have the passion in there eyes, but most just plod along, and some are just plain burnt out.
I don’t want to end up like that. Reading Kelly Grayson’s recent post on the way home from my last day of work before days off made something go click.
So, as passionate as I am about this job (or more, because of my passion), I forced myself to take some time off. This is the first time in three days I’m doing something paramedic related.
I’ve been riding out on my bike the last three days. Been building up my other bike. Milling around on the net comparing and selecting components.
Brilliant balance. Everyone needs something to counter the stresses of the job. Mine is cycling.