#emts

[longliveblackness]

In the 1960s, if you had a medical emergency, a police van would respond, not the paramedics.

There weren't any government-run emergency services in the U.S. at the time. In Pittsburgh, the police and firemen who answered these calls didn't have proper medical training and "had little, no, or outdated equipment," according to the University of Pittsburgh.

These police emergency vehicles refused to go to some poor Black areas, like the Hill District in Pittsburgh. It was there that the precursor of modern EMT service was born-partly as an employment-generating initiative, partly as a way to provide emergency health care to an underserved minority neighborhood.

Black men organized and founded the country's first emergency medical service (EMS). The Pittsburgh-based group, called Freedom House, wrote a training book that still serves as the basis for EMS training even to this day and pioneered life-saving practices in the field. By the mid-1970s, the success made the city government take notice, and it soon took over the program.

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En la década de los 60, si había una emergencia médica, una camioneta de la policía respondía, no los paramédicos.

En ese momento, en Estados Unidos no había ningún servicio de emergencia administrado por el gobierno. En Pittsburgh, la policía y los bomberos que respondían a las llamados no tenían la formación médica adecuada y "tenían poco, ningún equipo o equipo obsoleto", según la Universidad de Pittsburgh.

Estos vehículos policiales de emergencia se negaban a ir a algunas zonas negras pobres, como Distrito Hill en Pittsburgh. Fue allí donde nació el precursor del servicio moderno de Paramédicos Técnicos de Emergencias Médicas, en parte como una iniciativa generadora de empleo y en parte como una forma de brindar atención médica de emergencia a los vecindarios desatendidos.

Un grupo de hombres negros organizaron y fundaron el primer servicio médico de emergencia del país. El grupo con sede en Pittsburgh, llamado Freedom House (Casa de la Libertad), escribió un libro de capacitación que, incluso hoy en día, sirve como base para la capacitación de servicios médicos de emergencia y fue pionero en prácticas que salvan vidas en el campo. A mediados de la década de los 70, el éxito hizo que el gobierno de la ciudad se diera cuenta y pronto se hizo cargo del programa.

[oatmilk-vampire]

I'm always gonna think EMTs and paramedics are the hottest professions. That mf can learn to save my life in two years or less and they're strong af. They're gonna see me on my worst days and still see me as me.

Crack my ribs with your chest compressions idc

[danielleurbansblog]

Review: A Healing Touch

Synopsis: Ruth “Dok” Stoltzfus is the kind of doctor who still believes in house calls, addressing not just her patients’ physical needs but their emotional ones too. When newly widowed Bee faces a breast cancer diagnosis, Dok connects her with Fern Lapp for support. When her painfully shy assistant Annie finds herself drawn to a new calling, Dok goes to great lengths to help her achieve her…

[bachiles]

Life Interrupted

Sometimes things roll along just as planned and then other times — poof—life takes a turn and you have to adjust. I had to make a few adjustments this past week and while it was unexpected, all is well. If anyone noticed I took an unplanned vacation from the blog last week. It’s all good. Sometimes being a “recreational blogger” is the best way to be as there are no expectations except the ones…

[sanjerina]

I realize I have some strong opinions about the Panopticon, and they look like this:

You may film the *police* because police forces have a long and well documented history of misconduct and abuse, and because they are public employees whose work is by its nature historically prone to corruption.

That does not mean you should film any other first responders. A siren is not a call to whip out your phone. It is not even strictly legal to film the police without their consent, but (certainly in the United States) this can be a morally necessary form of social protest/protection against police excess.

Otherwise, you’d like to think this was a kindergarten rule, but you do not ever film anyone who has not consented to being filmed.  This should count tenfold if they are in distress or pain.

Just film the cops. Let everybody else go about their business. 

Listen, you should never film strangers in public without their consent, but I swear there need to be fines or something for people who do that shit in some spaces. For example: I had to go to the ER last night, and some jerk filmed a woman who just came in and was clearly having an asthma attack. She immediately got to go back, and he was unhappy about that. Believe me, I get that it sucks having to wait when you're in pain, but you don't get to pick who deserves care when. The medical system in the US is a nightmare, and the ER could be the worst moment of someone's life. No one deserves to be recorded because some jack ass believes someone doesn't look like they need care.

This is fine to reblog. People who film strangers should be shamed if nothing else.

[ambulancenearme]

Emergency Medical services

Emergency Medical Services (EMS) provide vital pre-hospital care and medical transportation in critical situations. Our dedicated teams of paramedics, emergency medical technicians (EMTs), and dispatchers are committed to delivering swift and professional assistance during emergencies.

[broadcastingdutchman]

Published by colleagues of mine:

The Female Emergency Medical Services Experience: A Mixed Methods Study (2024).

Molly McCann-Pineo, Meghan Keating, Tara McEvoy, Mikayla Schwartz, Rebecca M. Schwartz, Jonathan Washko, Elizabeth Wuestman & Jonathan Berkowitz

If this is interesting to you, I encourage you to read the entirely study, but here are some quotes:

“Women are still pushing to make a presence in the EMS world like we still have a hard time struggling to prove that we’re just as qualified or just as equal as the men that work.”

“I'll walk in with a male [EMT] partner…the people think that he’s in charge and also, I'm a critical care medic. So, I have like the patch on and everything and the doctor will just immediately start talking to my male partner.”

“It’s kind of sad to look back and remember, you know, that I used to feel like I had all this room for growth and now feel like maybe I'm limited and maybe I need to choose a different career path where I don’t need to lay on my stomach to intubate while I'm pregnant or I don’t need to carry somebody into their chair. Umm, you know or where I can actually ask for help and not be judged because I'm a female….I don’t think I really had a doubt whether or not I was continuing with EMS for the rest of my life. And now I do.”

Approximately 70.0% met the criteria for probable anxiety, 53.9% probable depression and 40.9% elevated symptoms of burnout. Almost 73.0% reported workplace harassment, with most experiences being perpetrated by patients and coworkers. Over 61.0% reported reconsideration of their career in EMS. Overall, survey data indicated interactions with peers and leadership, and social support were positive.

[runningoutofbooks]

Things I’ve learned today:

Ambulance drivers rely on GPS directions.

Which is fine and dandy except when some GPS systems direct you to the backend of my mother’s property which is a dirt road that dead ends in the middle of nowhere a good 1/2 mile from her house.

They got very lost and very confused.

[jamespoeartistry]

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[rebuildingrob]

The first (and usually the only) responders

What profession do you admire most and why? I’ll never understand why it took so long for term “first responders” to really enter our lexicon, but first responders are the workers that I admire most. First responders are the first, and usually the only, people to jump to immediate action in a crisis; often roaming their own safety or their own lives to help others. Military personnel are the…

[electricbikes2023]

The Benefits of Riding an Electric Bicycle

In recent years, electric bicycles, also known as e-bikes, have gained significant popularity as an eco-friendly and efficient mode of transportation. Combining the convenience of a traditional bicycle with the power of electric motors, e-bikes offer numerous benefits that have revolutionized commuting and recreational cycling. In this article, we will explore the advantages of riding an electric bicycle and how it can positively impact individuals and the environment.

Enhanced Cycling Experience: Electric bicycles provide an enhanced cycling experience by augmenting human pedal power with electric assistance. Riders can effortlessly navigate challenging terrains, steep hills, and headwinds, thanks to the motorized assistance. This feature makes cycling more accessible to people of all fitness levels and ages, encouraging a wider range of individuals to enjoy the benefits of biking.

Increased Range and Speed: The electric assistance in e-bikes allows riders to cover greater distances and reach higher speeds with less effort. Commuters can travel longer distances without feeling fatigued, making e-bikes an excellent alternative to conventional modes of transportation. Additionally, the increased speed potential enables quicker commuting times, making e-bikes an attractive option for those seeking efficient travel in congested urban areas.

Health and Fitness Benefits: Contrary to popular belief, electric bicycles still require physical activity from the rider. While the electric motor provides assistance, riders are still required to pedal, maintaining an active and healthy lifestyle. Regular e-bike usage can improve cardiovascular health, increase endurance, and help individuals burn calories. Furthermore, e-bikes allow individuals recovering from injuries or physical limitations to engage in cycling and enjoy the associated health benefits.

Environmentally Friendly: One of the most significant advantages of electric bicycles is their positive impact on the environment. E-bikes produce zero direct emissions, helping to reduce air pollution and greenhouse gas emissions. By choosing an e-bike over a gas-powered vehicle for short-distance trips, individuals contribute to a cleaner and healthier environment. Furthermore, e-bikes require significantly fewer resources to manufacture than cars and have a smaller carbon footprint throughout their lifecycle.

Cost-Effective: Compared to cars and motorcycles, electric bicycles are a cost-effective mode of transportation. With rising fuel prices and maintenance costs associated with traditional vehicles, e-bikes offer a more affordable option. Charging an e-bike costs only a fraction of what it takes to fuel a car or motorcycle, and the overall maintenance expenses are considerably lower. Furthermore, e-bikes can eliminate parking fees and other expenses related to car ownership, providing long-term financial benefits.

Reduced Traffic Congestion: As cities continue to face traffic congestion, e-bikes offer a solution to alleviate the problem. E-bikes can navigate through traffic more efficiently, utilizing bike lanes and bypassing congested roads. By encouraging more people to adopt e-bikes as a viable commuting option, cities can experience reduced traffic congestion and enjoy smoother traffic flow.

Conclusion: The benefits of riding an electric bicycle extend beyond personal convenience and have a positive impact on both individuals and the environment. With enhanced cycling experiences, increased range and speed, health and fitness benefits, eco-friendliness, cost-effectiveness, and reduced traffic congestion, e-bikes have emerged as a sustainable alternative to traditional modes of transportation. By embracing e-bikes, individuals can enjoy the advantages they offer while actively contributing to a greener and healthier future.

[medictom]

#happyemsweek #EMSWeek2023 #ems #EMSStrong #EMSWeek #ems 🚑

I was in EMS or working in the Emergency Room for almost 25 years. I still miss it, and still wish I could do it, but thank you to all who are still doing the job many could never do.

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[moonstruckme]

mae my lovely, can i possibly request emt!marauders and reader who hasn’t replied to any texts in a few days/a week? pre-established relationship but not quite living together, and reader struggles with her mental health and has holed herself up in her apartment which worries the boys greatly? please don’t write if you feel uncomfortable (and if you’ve already written it but i’ve devoured emt!marauders today and i don’t think you have) obviously!! love you

Thank you for requesting my love! And thanks to @ellecdc for helping me figure out the emt stuff <3

cw: mental health struggles, self isolation

emt!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words

Sirius’ knuckles rap loudly on your door. 

“Fuck, ease up.” James winces. “She’s gonna think we’re the cops.” 

“Good. Maybe she’ll answer for them.” 

“You need to calm down.” Remus’ voice is patience with a firm edge. “We don’t know what’s going on. If we go in angry with her, it’s not going to help anything.” 

“I think I have the right to be somewhat miffed,” Sirius argues. “You ghost someone after a first date, not once you’re in a relationship. It’s fucked.” 

“She’s not ghosting us,” James says certainly. Sirius’ mouth pinches in response.

James knows that, truly, his boyfriend is as worried as any of them. You’re well past the point in your relationship where you feel the need to establish the next time you’re going to meet before parting, but after your date last week it took the boys a few days to put it together that none of them had heard from you. 

At first, James presumed you’d simply gotten busy. Remus was convinced he’d done something to upset you. Sirius, secretly the most prone to worry, would rather believe he’s been slighted than consider the possibility that something might be keeping you from responding to their calls. Now that it’s been nearly a week, James is convinced something’s happened. You’ve had to take an emergency trip out of town or something’s spooked you and made you avoid them or—worst case scenario—you’re ill and have been holed up here with no one to check in on you for almost a week. 

Once he brought up that idea, it wasn’t difficult to convince his boyfriends to do a wellness check during their shift. 

“Just don’t be harsh with her,” Remus says gently. 

Sirius huffs. He knocks again, albeit somewhat softer. 

“NHS,” he calls. 

James holds his breath when he hears some shuffling from inside. Gradually, it gets closer and louder, until the door is creaking open and you’re peering through the crack. 

Your voice is scratchy, like you haven’t used it in a while. “What’re you doing here?”

James expects Sirius to snipe at you, is already prepared to smooth it over himself with kinder words and a gentler tone, but something seems to shift in the other boy at the sight of you. He pushes through the crack in your door, hugging you fiercely. 

“We…” Remus seems as thrown by this deviation as James is. “We thought we ought to check up on you.” 

Your hand migrates up, touching Sirius’ back tentatively. “Why?”

“It’s a wellness check.” Sirius’ voice is bitter, but the effect is somewhat muddled by how he’s speaking into your neck. “We had reason to believe you could be harmed or deceased.” 

“Oh,” you murmur. 

James takes a moment to look you over. You’re in pajamas, visibly rumpled, and yet you look as tired as if you’ve not slept in some time. There’s something off about your expression, something missing that he can’t put his finger on. It’s unsettling in a way that makes him want to wrap you up in a tight cuddle and not let go. 

“Are you okay?” he asks, perhaps more brash than he means to be. Normally he’d expect more tact from himself, but he’s shocked Sirius hasn’t asked yet, and someone has to.

“Can we come in?” Remus asks at the same time. 

You look between them like you’re not sure what to do with them. Like you’re questioning whether you’re still in some sort of dream. 

“Yeah,” you say after a moment. James gets the sense you mean it to answer both of them. You step back from the door to make room for them, and Sirius moves with you. “Um, forewarning, it’s really bad in here.” 

Really bad by your standards isn’t the same as James’. If he hadn’t seen the way you normally keep things, he’d never notice anything was amiss. Your place smells a bit stale, like when you leave for a weekend and then come home. There’s a laundry basket on the floor with a few balled socks like you’d started to fold them and given up, and if he peers into your bedroom he can see a small trash pile on your floor and the covers of your bed all twisted up. It’s no worse than his side of the dorm he’d shared with Remus and Sirius in school. 

“What happened?” Sirius asks you. His voice sounds clearer now, and James focuses back in to find that he’s let you go enough to press his forehead to yours. His brow and lips are pinched. “Why have you been avoiding us?” 

James is nearly overcome by the desire to kiss him and rub his back, but he decides to let you have the honor, if you want it. 

You look unsure whether you do. 

“I’m sorry.” The words seem scraped out from some aching part of you. “I wasn’t trying to.” 

“Then why didn’t you answer our calls?” Sirius’ tone matches yours for desperation. Remus’ expression twinges compassionately. 

“I couldn’t.” 

“Why not?” 

“Sirius,” Remus chides softly. 

Your shoulders are slumped, but when Sirius moves away you seem to droop further. He’s only giving you space, his expression far from unkind. 

“Why couldn’t you pick up, dove?” Remus asks gently. 

“I…” Your eyes meander the floor. “I didn’t know what to talk about. And then my phone died, and it was just easier. I’m really sorry.” 

“Is talking to us really that bad?” Sirius is clearly making an attempt at joking, but the heartache underlying his words is unmissable. 

“No,” you sigh. “I’m just not really fit for the world right now. I didn’t want you to worry.” 

James’ ribs hurt at your admission, but he feels himself nodding. Even if he doesn’t know exactly what it is you’re dealing with, he’s familiar with people who think they’re somehow so damaged they don’t deserve to engage with anyone or anything. Sirius was like that once. Remus even more often. He sees the recognition on both of their faces now, pity and love and regret all tangled up into one messy thing. 

“Well, it was a noble effort,” says James, giving you a small smile, “but you can’t stop us worrying. Can I hug you?”

You nod, making an effort towards returning his smile. It’s a half-hearted, flickering thing, but he appreciates it nonetheless. 

He kisses your forehead as he folds you into his arms, starting gentle and tightening when you hug him back. Your grip feels a bit weak, if ardent. James pushes his palm up your spine. 

“Have you eaten today, sweetheart?” 

Your hum in the negative vibrates against his skin. 

“I’ll make us something.” Remus starts toward the kitchen, passing a hand over James’ curls as he goes by. “A sandwich alright, dovey?” 

“Yeah,” you murmur. “Thanks.” 

“Don’t mention it.” His voice raises as he enters the kitchen, and James knows he wants you to hear. To understand that this is something he would happily do for you. 

“Let’s sit down,” James suggests. “Pads, would you mind opening the curtains some?” 

Sirius complies with vigor, whipping open your drapes while James gets you situated on the couch. In the light, the shadows under your eyes are more evident, as is the redness in them. 

James squishes you up against his side. Rubs up and down your arm. “It’s okay,” he murmurs. 

You make a tiny, stymied sound, and turn your head down. 

“Hey.” Sirius sits on your other side. He kisses your shoulder, worry hewn into the lines of his face. “What’s wrong?” 

Your shoulders give a little shake. It’s small, defeated. You curl further in on yourself. 

“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry.” 

“You don’t have to explain,” James tells you, continuing to drag his hand up your arm. “It’s okay. You’re alright.” 

“I wanted—” You take in a wet inhale. He feels close to tears himself. “I wanted to be better when I saw you. I’m sorry.” 

“We don’t need you to be any sort of way, sweetheart.” Sirius’ voice is soft but fervent. “We just want to be with you.”

“As much as you’ll let us,” James agrees. His own voice is thick, and Sirius slides his arm around you to rub between his shoulders. 

You don’t say much after that. James holds you tight until your trembling stops, and even then he only loosens his grip to let you eat the grilled cheese Remus has made for you. From the wrappers he saw in your room, it’s likely the closest thing to a prepared meal you’ve had in some time. 

When you’re done eating, Sirius insists on kissing the saltiness from your cheeks even though your tears have dried. Remus coaxes you into a bath while James and Sirius tidy your room and change your sheets, and then Remus enlists Sirius to shampoo your hair while he tucks your sheets in more effectively. They put your phone on the charger. James makes dinner and puts it in the fridge for you to have later. None of it fixes anything, but he hopes it makes you feel less alone. 

When they have to go out for another call, Remus gives you a long hug, James makes you agree to go on a walk with him the next day, and Sirius threatens to pester you with calls until you block his number if you ignore them ever again. 

Your eye roll at his antics makes James’ heart sing.

[medic2medic]

Voices of EMS #15 This is the final of the series before the Medic2Medic Podcast finale. The series of Voices of EMS (VOEMS) continues this week with Jeff Dill and Jon McCarthy. The stories go from surreal to oddly unique. VOEMS lets me revisit some of the Medic2Medic Podcast guests for them to tell one more story.  Note: I want to thank all my guests who have made VOEMS possible. Steve