Me & My Peeps :
Ya know, I see a lot of people here saying that they wouldn't be strong enough to be that committed. Most people dont give themselves enough credit. History is filled with ordinary people, performing unbelievable feats under oppressing odds. But the reality is, that even people highly trained, don't know how they will perform until the situation is presented. I was an Aux police officer years ago, fresh out of the Army and I was obligated to ride the ambulance 2 nights a month and respond to all calls. I absolutely HATED it because I knew that every time I climbed in and flew off down the road doing 60 MPH, I was someones last hope.....someones life just went sideways and they were relying on me to get them going straight again. Sometimes I was too late, sometimes no matter what I did - it didnt matter, it was just a formality and a show for the family so they would think that we did all we could. Sometimes you would really help someone - and they would be so grateful, it was touching.
And yes, there were times that I hesitated. Despite my training, there was a few times I thought "do I really want to do this? My efforts wont matter one bit, ill probably be seriously injured or even killed and nobody will think any less of me". But less then a second later; you react and jump right into what needs to be done. I arrived on scene once to a 8yo girl that was ejected from a car accident, because her father never made her wear a seat belt. My first instinct was to go after him. But I held off, he wasnt going anywhere and there was others that needed help more. I held that little girls hand and reassured her while she cried for her mommy and 3 others worked on her trying to stop the hemorrhaging. She bled out right there, I became "judge & jury" on the father, he ended up going to the hospital for treatment riding right next to his daughter that he had killed because he didnt belt her in. I was sued, the town was sued, the father lost sight of the part he played in the situation, it was all about the beating he took from me and getting a fat check from the town. He'll never walk straight again - even after the new knee and drilled/pinned femur. I hope to this very day - he thinks of me every time it rains and his joints throb.
A little while later I responded 3 times in a week to the same domestic, the same guy thumping up his wife and his kids were terrified to be in the same room as him. He "somehow" lost his footing while going down the staircase handcuffed from the second floor.....punctured lung, broken wrist/ribs, 3 teeth knocked out.....and I realized that the job was just not for me and that I didnt have what it took to continue. I couldn't separate my emotions from the injustice I seen nightly and watching them go free. I left, the lawsuits went away, I started sleeping at night again and I realized that im not one to be relied on, when it comes to making popular choices about administering criminal punishment!
I still know where that little girl is buried though....and ill never forget her
Anyways, I dont know where that rant came from. Im sure its more than anyone wanted to hear. Back to your regularly scheduled program folks! Move along, nothing to see here.
I couldnt do that job either... it would kill me inside.
