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So this past weekend I definitely had a medic from the transporting ambulance flirt with me while he and I were taking care of a patient. In fact, I was holding c-spine and he was "helping" me by snaking his hands around mine and holding "with" me. He and I sat there (patient, by her own means...

I'm not sure who said this, but I think it fits well: "I know not what WWIII will be fought with, but WW IV will be fought with sticks and stones." We pride ourselves with being such a superbly cultivated and highly sophisticated species, but we are still rudimentarily barbaric creatures. And...

Hahaha, I wish. No, I was on call from 18:00 on Friday to 09:00 this morning.

Listening to your instincts is one of the best things you can do. That gut feeling, that little voice in the back of your head, they're there for a reason. The worst thing to do is to second guess that, because most of the time your first thoughts are either totally correct or are not too far...

It was at least a 14...

That's us! Though I'm sad to say that the website is WOEFULLY outdated. I'm actually creating a new one, so check back soon...

How do you know if you drink too much? a) You're being TCERTed. b) You're friends, who are completely blasted themselves, think you are too drunk and need treatment. c) You get mad at the medic who is treating you because he just called you out and you can't handle it, so you start to pout in...

Not that I mind, but I will never live down my tat. Of course as soon as I showed it to a few close friends on our squad, every other responder made me show it to them as soon as we ran into one another. And at our general informational meeting for new interests, my friends made me strip and...

Here's Coco, my angel. Smokey, the 22 lb. Wonder. Layla, post-bath. Tiger. Paddy Paws being harassed by her "little" brother. Haley, our 14 y.o.

Too right, Jon, too right. I've seen quite a few really bizarre and stupid calls, but I'm not gonna lie, the kid who set his room on fire is by far the most entertaining. Here's the thread. Though I did love it when I was interviewing a pt. and he listed horses as one of his allergies and then...

We have the most darling 5 y.o. chocolate lab known to man. He's gorgeous, he's affectionate, and he's dumb as a stump. Not to mention at 80 lb., he's a monster purebred. We have nearly 4 acres of heavily wooded land in a lovely neighborhood, so he's does quite a bit of roaming. We've debated...

Matt and Rid, great points. Fortunately, we have a little leverage in terms of EMT classes. The -B class that many of us take can be counted as an internship credit. Also, many of the existing interdisciplinary minors offered at school can be based on multiple 100 to 200 courses. Not to mention...

So my friend and I are building a case to present to the Curriculum Committee at school. Our case is to allow us and a few others to take a paramedicine course at a nearby community college and count the training as our academic minor. So far, we've gotten full support from everyone we've talked...

Well, my boyfriend goes out to a combat range when he needs to destress and clear his head. I guess there's nothing like shooting the s**t outta something when you're stressed... Apparently he also likes to take his anger out on things and people, too... :rolleyes:

Was it around a corner or on a straight road? (If it was around a corner, I have a suggestions of how to fight it... ;) )

Mmmmmmmmmm, not so much bragging as thinking out loud...then shaking my head at myself because, as much as I'd rather not admit it, they're right... :blink:

Sorry dude, already in one! ;) Actually, come to think of it, all of my boyfriends/friends-with-benefits have been EMTs or medics...I think it's cause I love guys in uniform...maybe that's why people on TCERT named me the Uniformed Emergency Services Personnel W***e... :blush:

I think you're on to something. Take my elementary school class, way back when; me and my best friends were always outside, hiking through the creeks, playing outside, getting down and dirty and exposed to who knows what. The more girly girls (who always looked down on us girls getting dirty)...

"Forget" (don't really forget) that you're taking a test. Pretend it's an actual patient and an actualy medical or trauma emergency you're responding to, not a dummy/volunteer sitting in a room with a proctor. Oh, and remember, BSI, Scene Safety, and ABCs. Better yet, memorize the critical...

I dunno, girl. That sounds about as easy as the Stud trying to grab my *** on scene without giving anything away. ;)