The End Of The Misery
Well, I did it. I passed the national registry this last Tuesday. I am happy to say that it was a little underwhelming. I guess my class prepared me well. The majority of my nervousness came from the fact that I didn't feel like I was nervous enough. Does that make sense?
I should have my state license here in a few days, I already got confirmation from the National Registry. I will be a practicing (well, field interning) paramedic in a week. Needless to say I am really excited.
Things are picking up here in the Sleepy City. Summer has arrived, the tourists are wrecking their cars and motorcycles again, old people in motor homes are having chest pain and syncopal episodes in the high temperatures and elevations, and life is good.
I think I am suffering from some sort of post-traumatic stress disorder after paramedic school. I am so used to having to pick up an 800 pound book every night that I don't quite know what to do with myself now that I am done. One benefit is that I should have a little more time to post, another is that I have more time to spend with my wife and dog, both of whom hardly seem to know me as I have essentially been out of the house for the last two years. I actually brought my '68 Chevelle to work today so I could wax it tonight.
With my new found time I hoping to post more now. Calls are coming in all the time, even in my quiet little town, and wild land fire season isn't even here.
I should have my state license here in a few days, I already got confirmation from the National Registry. I will be a practicing (well, field interning) paramedic in a week. Needless to say I am really excited.
Things are picking up here in the Sleepy City. Summer has arrived, the tourists are wrecking their cars and motorcycles again, old people in motor homes are having chest pain and syncopal episodes in the high temperatures and elevations, and life is good.
I think I am suffering from some sort of post-traumatic stress disorder after paramedic school. I am so used to having to pick up an 800 pound book every night that I don't quite know what to do with myself now that I am done. One benefit is that I should have a little more time to post, another is that I have more time to spend with my wife and dog, both of whom hardly seem to know me as I have essentially been out of the house for the last two years. I actually brought my '68 Chevelle to work today so I could wax it tonight.
With my new found time I hoping to post more now. Calls are coming in all the time, even in my quiet little town, and wild land fire season isn't even here.
posted by Slack at 9:11 PM
2 Comments:
Hey, congratulations! Nice to hear from you too, hope its all going well too.
Congrats on making it through!
Thanks for the comment on my blog. The thing you may have missed, (as I realized I never actually said it) was that I broke off my engagement, which I guess explains my lack of happy posts.
But, except for wrecking my car, things are getting better, as they always do. Thanks for checking up on me!
Ellie
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