Tuesday 29 March 2011
New born baby in the shed
Wow.
Again it's been a long time since I vomited my badly written crap into the world. It's been a mix of not much time and the boredom that comes when the shine has rubbed off something.
The world of blogs gave me, at first, a great feeling of confessional post fuck haze. I treated it like a new relationship: putting lots of time into it as it gave me lots back. It now, however, has turned into a marriage. It's lost its excitement. We never seem to stay up late any more staring into eachothers eyes. I don't get that rush when I experience something new and think about rushing home to share it with my bloggy lover.
It is with this in mind I'm going to do what all married couples do when their relationship goes south. I'm having a baby!
Na only joking. It's not that bad yet.
I'm going to try to spicy our love life with some photos!
Again it's been a long time since I vomited my badly written crap into the world. It's been a mix of not much time and the boredom that comes when the shine has rubbed off something.
The world of blogs gave me, at first, a great feeling of confessional post fuck haze. I treated it like a new relationship: putting lots of time into it as it gave me lots back. It now, however, has turned into a marriage. It's lost its excitement. We never seem to stay up late any more staring into eachothers eyes. I don't get that rush when I experience something new and think about rushing home to share it with my bloggy lover.
It is with this in mind I'm going to do what all married couples do when their relationship goes south. I'm having a baby!
Na only joking. It's not that bad yet.
I'm going to try to spicy our love life with some photos!
PLANNED DON'T CARE
As part of my training I have a placement with what is know as Planned Care or Patient Transport Service. These are the mini buses you might see driving old ladies in and out of hospitals, taking people in for dialysis and generally being a taxi for the sick and needy as well as plain fucking lazy.
The shifts tend to be 9 hours with plenty of down time and tea breaks. The crews wear the same uniform as A/E crews and many have the arrogant swagger of the front line services.
It is at the uniform that the similarities end. In its wisdom, the ambulance service does not train these crews with anything other than the most basic first aid and CPR and they are instilled with an "If in trouble, DIAL 999" attitude.
When they pick up patients they do not receive or ask for a proper hand over. They moan about paper work that is less detailed than most people's name tags.
The next time you're in a hospital and you see a man in green, think twice before you wander up and thank him for doing such a selfless job helping the world, because if he has time to hang around hospitals he ain't A/E.
The shifts tend to be 9 hours with plenty of down time and tea breaks. The crews wear the same uniform as A/E crews and many have the arrogant swagger of the front line services.
It is at the uniform that the similarities end. In its wisdom, the ambulance service does not train these crews with anything other than the most basic first aid and CPR and they are instilled with an "If in trouble, DIAL 999" attitude.
When they pick up patients they do not receive or ask for a proper hand over. They moan about paper work that is less detailed than most people's name tags.
The next time you're in a hospital and you see a man in green, think twice before you wander up and thank him for doing such a selfless job helping the world, because if he has time to hang around hospitals he ain't A/E.
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