I loved helping people. It was more than just a job to me. I did not even consider it work. I had good days and some really sad days that I will never forget. Sometimes I wonder if there was more I could have done.
When ever I lost someone and no one was around. I always said a prayer for them that they'd find peace and were ok where ever they were.
I never told anyone this at work. Firefighters can be a strange bunch sometimes. We all have our own way of keeping the things we experience from effecting us physiologically. Trust me it can be EXTREMELY hard at times.
I remember them all.
I remember transporting quite a few patients to and from hospice units. I'd see quite a few patients believe it or not that did not have family or family that did not care enough to come and visit them.
I could sense their sadness and loneliness. You could see it in their face and eyes especially.
I've been thinking for along time about volunteering at a hospice facility in SUN CITY CENTER. To just go and sit with patients and maybe talk, read to them and just let them know that they are not alone and there are people that do care about them. You do not even have to talk. Just sitting with them
Just having someone to listen to them express their thoughts, feeling and maybe even discuss their beliefs I feel would help them greatly.
One thing I learned as a Firefighter Paramedic is my own mortality. It's strange in a way. I never thought about death as an ARMY RANGER. I really didn't care.
I feel I made a difference as a Firemedic in some small way. I believe I might be able to maybe make a difference or hope I could for some in the final days of some peoples life.
One of the greatest gifts a person can have is the ability to listen to what others have to say and not give an OPINION by injecting their life into their story. But just listening.
I don't know.....I thinking seriously of doing this and have been for some time.
