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[maineventpapiuso]

The EMT after your card declines

[chaosandmarigolds]

hi! sorry I've like fallen off the earth, I've been coping with a tough call I was assigned to and I know- I know, it didn't happen to me. I dunno it was hard to watch, and to be a part of. So I guess, trigger warning!

It's almost funny, when I got into this job they told me that I would get hurt and I laughed, because it wasn't happening to me I'm the savior.

But it hurts to look a mother in the eyes and lie that the reason I'm over there helping her instead of her toddler was because I 'wanted to make sure she was okay.'

It hurts to come into the home of a war veteran who's been forgotten by his family.

It hurts to sit with a child as I try explain that - 'no sweetie, I know you want to shower but the nice nurses at the hospital will help you.'

it hurts to perform cpr on a father as his children stare in horror

It hurts to go from seeing the worst of worst and then turn around and see how beautiful life is. How kind humanity is by default, how a businessman will help a homeless woman when she was sick, sitting on the side of the road waiting for ems.

How children will tell you about their favorite animals because they long for friendship.

The dogs that follow their owners out the door. The cats that watch.

The beaming and fatigued smile of a new mother.

the teary 'i love you's before transport.

....

and the sun still comes every morning, and I lace up my boots and I go to work. Rinse, repeat. For all of the horrible things humanity has done and the things I witness I am overwhelmed with the good, it makes it worth it.

Maybe I'm writing this to get my grief out so I don't explode, I'm not sure.

The point is, if there was one: People are good and they are worth saving and it breaks my heart when I can't.

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[theriu]

I learned recently from family members that EMTs and paramedics are having trouble right now with people in accidents refusing to say whether they are biologically male or female, stating it’s “none of their business” and “doesn’t matter.”

Friends, IT DOES MATTER! Male and female bodies ARE biologically different and can exhibit similar symptoms for different reasons, and if the EMT doesn’t know which you are, THEY MAY NOT BE ABLE TO TREAT YOU because they can’t be sure what’s wrong! This is not a matter of gender politics, it is a matter of life and death! PLEASE, be honest with your healthcare provider, especially in an emergency! THEY DO NEED TO KNOW!

[magicalshopping]

♡ Emergency Meal Transport Insulated Lunch Tote ♡

[carmelblood]

What happens when you mix together a seasoned EMT with a seasoned ambulance Autobot? Let's just say it isn't pretty.

[counterbury-tales]

EMT

Slice #277

[roman-noodlezz]

I take my NREMT-P exam today! Wish me luck!

[cutielando]

Thanks a million♥️ So for the Brian ‘Otis’ Zvonecek requests I was thinking something along the lines of (reader aka y/n) is a new paramedic at firehouse 51 and everyone including Brian is shocked when she takes an immediate interest in him by flirting with him in front everyone… it’s not a perfect idea so pls feel free to adjust where you feel necessary, this is more of like a guideline than anything.

I was watching the episode where Terra Little joins 51 for a training shift and Otis is attracted to her but of course she chose Kelly Severide instead🥱 so I thought it would be a nice change if Otis is the guy she instantly gravitated towards because it’s very possible I mean he’s adorable common.

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Pairing: Brian "Otis" Zvonecek x Female!Reader

"And that would be everything" Sylvie said as she finished giving you a tour of the firehouse.

Joining the 51 had been nerve-wrecking for you ever since you found out your transfer had gone through, mainly because you knew how tight everyone was and you didn't want to intrude on anything.

"Thank you for showing me around. This is much nicer than the last firehouse I was at" you said, admiring the trucks and the ambulance, which was so much nicer than your previous ones.

"How was your last firehouse?" she inquired, not having received much information about you from Chief Boden.

"Typical boy house. I was the only female in the entire house, so you can imagine the atmosphere. The only one who wasn't bothered by my presence was my partner, but we were the same age, so that helped a little" you explained, continuing to walk around.

"I can promise you that it's going to be different here. Our guys are the best, you're going to fit right in with everyone" she smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, steering you in the kitchen direction.

You didn't say anything as you slowly walked towards everyone, each of them minding their own business in the kitchen.

"Guys, this is Y/N. She's the new paramedic I was telling you about" Sylvie announced as you stopped in your tracks where everyone could see you.

"Hi" you said and waved shyly, not used to having so many intimidating pairs of eyes on you at the same time.

Each of them got up and introduced themselves one at a time, wishing you a warm welcome.

"I'm Brian, but everyone here calls me Otis. Welcome to 51, I hope you'll feel at home here" the most handsome man you'd ever seen said as he stood before you, hand outstretched.

You slowly brought your hand up and shook his, electricity quickly spreading through your body when your skin touched his. You inhaled a deep breath, Otis doing the same, which made you smile because it only meant that he felt the connection too.

"Y/N, nice to meet you. I'm positive I'll feel more than welcome here, especially with you around" the words stumbled out of your mouth before you could even think about stopping them.

You saw a slight blush coat Otis' cheeks as he looked around at his colleagues, all looking at the interaction between the two of you with much interest.

Otis cleared his throat and made you snap back to reality, suddenly becoming aware of everyone staring at the two of you and your hands still holding onto each other.

"Otis, why don't you finish the rest of the tour? Show her where we sleep when on shift and the lockers and showers and everything" Sylvie spoke up, sneakily winking at the flustered firefighter.

"Um, ye-yeah, sure. This way" Otis said and motioned for you to follow him.

You turned around briefly to look at Sylvie, who winked at you and smiled, making you smile back.

"She did this on purpose, didn't she?" you asked him, trailing after him down the corridor.

"Sylvie? Yeah, she likes to think she's Cupid and her main goal in life is setting people up every chance she gets. I'm sorry about this" he said, scratching the back of his neck.

"You don't have to be sorry, I'm not complaining one bit" you smiled at him, trying to show him that you were enjoying the situation to the fullest.

"Oh, great. That's, um, that's good" Otis said, cursing under his breath at how awkward he sounded.

"You haven't done this in a while, have you?" you questioned, trying to ease the tension.

"Is it that obvious?" he laughed, the rigidness in his shoulder slightly lessening.

"Maybe just a little" you laughed with him.

"I'm just not used to women showing interest in me first. It's always Casey or Severide or anybody else that gets the girls. It's never me" he explained, which made you feel a little sad for him.

Otis was nothing short of hot and extremely handsome, you couldn't understand why women wouldn't approach him.

"Well, if you're asking me, you're way hotter than everyone else in this firehouse" you leaned in and whispered in his ear before walking away.

You heard Otis inhale a deep breath behind you, making you smile.

You had a feeling you were going to enjoy life at 51.

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[corvidist]

An unexpected conversation. Nothing will be the same.

[dead-fandom-society]

I had a dream last night that I was hired by a new ambulance company in a big city (I am an EMT in real life, for context) and the chief wanted to try a new program for mass casualty incident training that involved getting 100 volunteers, crushing them under a hydraulic powered concrete slab, and then having us go around and practice assigning priority tags based on the START triage system (black= deceased, red= emergent, yellow= injured/could become emergent, green= minor injuries/can walk away from the scene) and we found very quickly that the program wasn’t really effective because we were constantly only assigning black tags because the volunteers were always crushed into liquid. then my job title was kept the same except it now stood for Evil Medical Technician

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