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The kind of funny that you can’t hold back. TFLN and FML both have Blackberry apps as well.
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Post 300!
Not exactly a memorable, well thought out post either….
Head over to “Fuck You, Penguin.” A blog I found via Tom B. Good Stuff. Seriously, it is completely pointless. But good shit, nonetheless.
“After kangaroos ruined their future and I discovered that wombats are all the same, I didn’t think it could get any worse than a fucking koala. I WAS WRONG, TREE KANGAROO. The fuzzy fur and the weird ears, okay, but what’s with the leafy greens? HAVE SOME FUCKING MANNERS, TREE KANGAROO.
The key with these assholes is to keep your distance, as this guylearned in an all-too-real way. He has yet to stop grinning like that. And the tree kangaroo? It just wanders around the reserve going up to unsuspecting volunteers saying “Hey, you wanna hold me? I’ll change your life.” Well, fuck you, Tree Kangaroo. I’m happy with my wombat. I don’t need your cheap thrills”
Keep Up Keeping up!
I have some great partners. I’ve also got some really, really crappy partners. Some of them just know what to do. Others need me to hold their hands while they take a crap. Some just can not figure out what being a partner means.
So……
A partner is:
-A friend who shares a common interest or participates in achieving a common goal
-A member of an intimate relationship
-A member of a partnership
-A business partner
-Partner (business rank), a member of a law firm or accounting firm which is formed as a partnership; sometimes senior employees of the firm may have the title "partner" (e.g., "salaried partner") to indicate a profit sharing status; salaried partners are distinguished from equity partners, who own the business.
-A participant in a partner dance
Things partners should NOT do…
-Throw you under the bus every chance they get
-Use you in a piss poor attempt to further their own careers
-Kiss your ass after doing so
-Ask you for favors after doing so
-expect you to do them favors after doing so
-expect me to NOT give them a reciprocal bus-throwing-under
-Expect me to NOT succeed and leave you bloodied in a ditch off a dirt road in Idaho.
Seriously. When the oldest person at your station is the most immature, idiotic, and pigheaded dumb ass staff member, you know you’re in a ginormous cluster fuck…
Oh, and some things you should not try to tell me that you are "allergic" to:
-Epi. Seriously? You’re adrenal glands are going to have to disagree
-Sugar. Specifically Glucose. You’re fucking kidding me, right?
-Ammonia? You do understand the difference between an allergy and a hypersensitivity? You get that NO ONE likes how breathing in ammonia makes you feel…
-Right?
-PS… since you are allergic to ammonia, sugar, and epi… what would you like me to do about your "allergic reaction" now that you are in anaphylactic shock? Fucking black magic?
-If you are allergic to sugar why are you drinking a humongo gas station Reese’s Capafrapasugarladencino?
The pediatric dose of Benadryl would actually give you MORE Benadryl than the adult dose… based on weight. F-tard(that is me restraining myself.)
How in the HELL did one small company with 8 full time employees end up with a concentration of 3(THREE) people with the same set of nearly impossible allergies?
You are a walking, crazy talking, plumb fucking nuts train wreck.
Born 2/5/09 after 15 hours of Pitocin induced labor… Ended up being pulled with forceps because his heart rate plummeted during contractions.
So far… Fatherhood is the most beautiful, terrifying, scary, fun, and challenging thing I have ever done. Hopefully I’ll manage to STAY home this week… I’m on call a few days and it is hard to say…
I love you little boy.
Johnny Truant is my kind of funny. Check out his explanation of US Politics…
Here is my favorite part:
Our election process is dumb. Two people run, and each picks a running mate. Then, each team heads out into the world to call the other team a couple of assholes. It’s important to do a good job of calling your opponents assholes, and to effectively deflect asshole references directed at you. Then there is the talent portion of the contest, in which each candidate demonstrates how well he can infuriate Tom Brokaw. Then eveningwear, and then the swimsuit competition.Amen.
Textorizer is sorta fun… That is my header image. I found it in pursuit of new “widgets” for my blog. Expect something of substance tonight or maybe tomorrow.
So, as I’ve mentioned, I’ve got some things to come. I have a new domain name, and new blog title–don’t think that means CHEATING DEATH is gone. My intent is to make it so that I have two persona’s on this blogamaboberish. Maybe it’ll work, maybe it won’t. Who know.
Also, I’m going to try to starting bringing back good news/bad news. It is one of those things that may not happen weekly, as honestly, digging up dirt on EMS is not only time consuming, but depressing. The state of affairs we’re in as a healthcare community pretty much sucks.
Expect a new theme—and very soon. It is going to rock though, I can tell you that!
So, with that, I am going to also spend more time on all of YOUR blogs. I haven’t been spending much time out there lately, so expect a lot more useless comments that will make you… eh, bored still.
I’m also going to spend some more time writing things that don’t come off as jibberish(like this post). That means that while there won’t be days of 234233 posts, there will hopefully be a post each day. That means you best be getting your asses over here more often to read this crap.
PS, I know which of you are coming to read, and which of you aren’t. I know a few of you little buttfaces use “readers” to enjoy my ramblings. Like newspapers are better on paper, my blog is better with its’ fancy new getup.
So, give me some love. OH, and expect some other cool stuff to follow too. I’ve got some other things that have gotten the gears moving in my head and hopefully they will spark your interest.
I’m going to try to get a little closer to how I started out this way.
The recent outbreak of stupid google.com referals to my site have led me to this Dilbert Cartoon:
Today I applied for the Healthcare Blogger Code of Ethics. It represents everything we as healthcare bloggers should be doing. Here it is:
- Clear representation of perspective – readers must understand the training and overall perspective of the author of a blog. Certainly bloggers can have opinions on subjects outside of their training, and these opinions may be true, but readers must have a place to look on a blog to get an idea of where this author is coming from. This also encompasses the idea of the distinction between advertisement and content. This does not preclude anonymous blogging, but it asks that even anonymous bloggers share the professional perspective from which they are blogging.
- Confidentiality – Bloggers must respect the nature of the relationship between patient and medical professionals and the clear need for confidentiality. All discussions of patients must be done in a way in which patients’ identity cannot be inferred. A patient’s name can only be revealed in a way that is in keeping with the laws that govern that practice (HIPPA, Informed Consent).
- Commercial Disclosure – the presence or absence of commercial ties of the author must be made clear for the readers. If the author is using their blog to pitch a product, it must be clear that they are doing that. Any ties to device manufacturer and/or pharmaceutical company ties must be clearly stated.
- Reliability of Information – citing sources when appropriate and changing inaccuracies when they are pointed out
- Courtesy – Bloggers should not engage in personal attacks, nor should they allow their commenters to do so. Debate and discussion of ideas is one of the major purposes of blogging. While the ideas people hold should be criticized and even confronted, the overall purpose is a discussion of ideas, not those who hold ideas.
So… My buddy EE over at Backboards and Band-Aids thinks that you should be an EMT for 2 years before you go to Medic School(mind you, she is slow and her post isn’t up yet…). This is a rather common belief in EMS. Lots of people hate rookie medics and even more so hate rookie medics with no field experience.
Enter me. I have no field experience(field internship excluded), was never a EMT-B in the field, and went about 4 months between Basic class and the start of my Medic class. During that four months, I worked in a crappy warehouse job. Yup. Not EMS.
But my experience in school exposed me to a variety of Prospective Medics. We had about 5 students with some field experience. Emt-B, Emt-I/85, etc. Some had a couple years, some had 6 months of field experience. All but 2 of them ranked below me in the class. 2 of them were dead last in the class. Does that mean anything? Not necessarily. While I think a good foundation of info is important in EMS, you learn a lot of things–and are tested on a lot of things–that you will never, ever need to know. So my ability to regurgitate pointless pieces of information on a test doesn’t mean I’m a good medic. Being first in class or being last in class doesn’t discern your abilities either…
However, I think the one thing that was different from me and my “seasoned” classmates was their attitudes. I came into class knowing I knew jack shit. A few of them came into class knowing they knew everything. They knew they were perfect at skills. They knew their assessment was top-notch. Sure, my assessment was weak. I think my lack of field experience was the only reason it was weak. But… I think my clean slate allowed me to pick up solid skills, while discerning good practices from bad practices.
My first solo assessment in the field I flopped around like a fish out of water… Finding a groove and flow is tricky, and that set me back from my “seasoned” classmates. What didn’t set me back from them was a false impression that I didn’t have anything to learn. I haven’t met a medic student who was a practicing EMT who didn’t have this problem. All of my classmates who were practicing EMTs walked into class with their heads high and their chests puffed out. They had the typical “future paragod” look on their faces. To this day I still know that I know nothing…
So I think the real positive side to me not having been a practicing EMT was that I knew I had to try harder. I had to compensate for what I perceived as a weakness, and in reality may have proven a strength. I didn’t come into medic school with false impressions, bad habits, or a shit-tastic attitude. I walked in the way I walked out. Knowing that Medic school is only designed to create “Entry Level Competent Paramedics”. Not Paragods.
I think one of the Most important factors in deciding to go to Medic School is AGE. I was in the middle of the age bracket in my class. Not to say all 18-19 year olds aren’t ready to be Medics–But I KNOW without a doubt that I wasn’t ready at 18, 20, or 22. Obviously my friend EE is much wiser than her years on this planet. I look to her as a Role Model–despite her disgruntled, un-compassionate ways…
EE Knows her shit. She is also doing what she can to better herself, and her family. She isn’t like most of my younger classmates. So maybe it isn’t “AGE” so much as it is “life experience”. When you are truly and adult–not just legally–then I think you are ready to enter Medic School, regardless of experience… But if you can’t figure out a Basic Skill, and appreciate their uses(not everyone needs an IV, Tube, or obnoxious over use of medical terminology…) then you need to get your head out of your ass. I am willing to bet the people who have lead many to think unexperienced medics are bane on the existence of EMS have dealt with people who just shouldn’t be in EMS. I don’t think it was their lack of experience in the field that was the problem–it was their lack of experience at all that was the problem.
Garfield has always been one of my fav comics. But Stretcher Jockey turned me on to Garfield MINUS Garfield. This is seriously some good stuff.
