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Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 12th August 2015 at 10:07 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

The complex of buildings appears to have been built some time between when asbestos was the latest in safety and avocado green was the height of chic. An impossible maze of apartments, dotted around hidden, narrow side streets all with the same name, or no name, and a numbering system that bears no resemblance to today's recognised linear system. Buildings numbered in the hundreds sit in between buildings number four and six. The GPS always gives up and leaves us with either local knowledge or none. We...
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Back On The Road

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 20th July 2015 at 14:47 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

My last post on here, some nine months ago, reads now as both a warning and a reminder. I was warning myself, not aware enough at the time that the elephant in the room that I'm ignoring was precisely the thing that should have been uppermost on my mind. It took a couple more months and one critical incident to finally make me heed that warning. Although when I did, it was through necessity, not choice. The fog floated across the highway, a surprise, unwelcome visitor on what had begun as a clear...
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Perhaps It's Just Me

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 27th October 2014 at 19:23 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

"Is it really possible to have a career in EMS and be emotionally unaffected by the things we see?"This is the question I posed on Twitter a few days ago. Many seemed to think that it's an impossible task, that, after all, we're human too. However, there were some who seemed to think it possible. To work through a career and remain untouched. Unharmed.It seems I have joined an ambulance service where macho-ism, for all its pros and cons,  appears paramount, or at the very least, a lot more visible....
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Behind Closed Doors

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 02nd October 2014 at 0:30 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

Midnight. The normally quiet residential street is a hive of activity, as busy and bustling as a midday marketplace. People have gathered from all over; neighbours, friends, relatives, all standing outside trying to make sense of the unfolding drama. We can see it all, hear it all from the bedroom, each of us taking turns to peek out to the street a dozen floors below as we rotate over and over again, each of us briefly the centre of the chaos, standing pumping his heart, then taking a break, a breath...
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Behind Closed Doors

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 01st October 2014 at 15:53 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

Midnight. The normally quiet residential street is a hive of activity, as busy and bustling as a midday marketplace. People have gathered from all over; neighbours, friends, relatives, all standing outside trying to make sense of the unfolding drama. We can see it all, hear it all from the bedroom, each of us taking turns to peek out to the street a dozen floors below as we rotate over and over again, each of us briefly the centre of the chaos, standing pumping his heart, then taking a break, a breath...
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War and EMS

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 17th July 2014 at 8:58 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

This is a post I have written, deleted and rewritten several times. It is a risky post, as it has the potential to delve into political wranglings that I do not wish to enter. Nevertheless, I want to write about a side to EMS that very few have seen.Those of you who have followed this blog for any time, will know that just over two years ago, I left the relatively safe shores of the UK and headed to continue my life and my career in Israel. Just the name of this country evokes images in people's...
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Nine Years Ago Today

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 07th July 2014 at 8:06 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

London, 7/7/2005.I remember, 9 years ago today, that it was my first day off after thirteen shifts in a row. I remember, 9 years ago today, driving my car to the garage for its annual MOT test. I remember, 9 years ago today, walking the mile or so home to be greeted by a yell from upstairs telling me that there'd been "Some sort of power surge on the London Underground." I remember, 9 years ago today, of a shiver going down my spine and me yelling back "That's no power surge, that's...
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Trust

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 05th June 2014 at 7:05 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

There are several posts, in fact dozens of them, sitting in the drafts folder, waiting to see the light of day. At times, I sit at the keyboard and, just like the ad for Yellow Pages used to say, let my fingers do the walking. Or, as in this case, talking. I wrote most of this post over two years ago, but wasn't ready to share it. Everything within it is still true today. There are times where I don't write the posts, don't compose the stories, they just magic themselves from memory to fingertips,...
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Honour

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 02nd June 2014 at 19:58 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

There is no honour in a so-called "honour killing." These horrendous pieces of news reach our eyes and ears all too often, streaming in from media the world over, yet for as many of these horrendous news items that make it to the front pages, there are so many others stories that never see the light of day. The trauma affects only those closely connected to the victim and the world can't share the pain, even if only for a brief, fleeting moment of reading a hastily clicked-away internet screen. I...
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Evidence

Written by RSS Poster InsomniacMedic on the 19th May 2014 at 10:43 - Posted in Ambulance Blogs

She's wearing a long black coat, fake fur around the collar, like she's wearing a fox for a necklace. And although the sun has already set, sunglasses rest on her head; gaudy, silvery arms that hold on to giant darkened lenses. One of the lenses is shattered but still intact, as though a spider had built its web all the way across. Her handbag, with its plaited rope handle still loosely around her arm, has spilled its contents across the pavement. Lipstick, coins, old receipts and chewing gum are...
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