I became a EMT to start my life in a career. I once said to myself, that if I didn't have a son I'd volunteer all the time. It took me some time to realize it's not what you always expect it to be. I thought I could complete school and become a paid member in a squad. Realized I'd be stuck with Transport/Emergancy places first. It's great feeling to save someone's life and have people look @ you so confidently and admire you for what you do. After awhile the lights and sirens fades out of your life. I realized nobody really cares. Sad feeling. I put my back out, ended up paying for it. Came back to work, and got stuck with most of the obese patients. I get surrounded by MRSA and all types of illnesses, half the time because nobody else wants the calls. And than I come home to my 2 year old, whom loves me so, hugs me and wants to play. Doesn't want his own cup of juice but mommy's cup of juice even though it's the same thing. I live in NJ, and even with volunteer and transport/emergancy experience I get paid $13.50 an hr. I drop my son off @ his grandmom's house, where there are 1 younger child and 1 older child she watches. I come home to risk my son, other children's, grandparent's, mom's, and dad's, and so forth's people's health, for this. If I was to catch something, who would pay for this, and on top of that it would be exposed to my 2 yr old and his grandparents, and other children.
