When God Made Paramedics

Credit to whoever wrote this....whoever that may be!!
When the Lord made Paramedics, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? A paramedic has to be able to carry an injured person up a wet grassyhill in the dark, dodge stray bullets to reach a dying child unarmed, enter homes the health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle their uniform. They have to be able to lift 3 times their own weight, crawl into wrecked cars with barely enough room to move, and console a grieving mother as they are doing CPR on a baby they know will never breath again. They have to be in top mental condition at all times, running on no sleep, black coffee and half-eaten meals. And they have to have six pairs of hands."The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands...no way." "It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord,"It's the three pairs of eyes a medic has to have." "That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees open sores as they are drawing blood and asks the patient if they may be HIV positive," (When they already know and wish they had taken an accounting job.) "Another pair here in the side of their heads for their partners' safety. And another pair of eyes here in front that can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say,'You'll be all right ma'am.', when they know it isn't so." "Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve, "rest and work on this tomorrow." "I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250pound drunk out from behind a steering wheel without incident and feed a family of five on a private service paycheck." The angel circled the model of the paramedic very slowly, "Can it think?" she asked. "You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the symptoms of 100 illnesses; recite drug calculations in it's sleep; intubate, defibrillate, medicate, and continue CPR nonstop over terrain that any doctor would fear...and still it keeps it's sense of humor. This medic also has phenomenal personal control. They can deal with a multi-victim trauma, coax a frightened elderly person to unlock their door, comfort a murder victim's family, and then read in the daily paper how paramedics were unable to locate a house quickly enough, allowing the person to die. A house which had no street sign, no house numbers, no phone to call back." Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the paramedic. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model." "That's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear." "What's the tear for?" asked the angel. "It's for bottled-up emotions, for patients they've tried in vain to save, for commitment to that hope that they will make a difference in a person's chance to survive, for life." "You're a genius," said the angel.The Lord looked somber.
"I didn't put it there," He said.

Patches

On Thursday, my EMT Class voted for class positions. I was beat out by ONE vote for Captain (President) so instead I'm Master At Arms. My job is to make sure everyone is wearing there uniform and to help the teacher with spot check. I also get to organize and do inventory for all of our equipment. The Captain (president), Leiutenant (vice president) and Master At Arms also have to design a logo for our patch. ->>

So far alll 3 of us lik it and we sent it to our teacher.