911paramedic
Diamond Member
I got yet another PM today about the events of a few weeks ago, it was from Skoorb.
I do appreciate all the PM's asking about how I am doing and how I did after that night. I was not feeling well again. It is hard to lose something you care so much about, for me it was being a paramedic, and do well. I asked you for help and I got it. Glen (glen, not glen1,lol) made the call for me and my friends showed up in the ambulance (although I did ask for code 2, no lights etc, they showed up with their lights on...). One of them was an ex-partner of mine who had his partner of 3 years (just before me) die from a sudden cardiac event. I was glad to see him and spoke with him and his new partner for about an hour.
I finally had them call out a Monta Vista person (we normally use them for grief counseling) and she spoke with me for about another hour. After she left, I decided to drive down to the hospital myself. I spoke with the intake nurse and decided that it would be best if I signed myself in and saw a doc about my unbelievable depression and anxiety. I had the worst night and day following day of my life there, it was the holoween weekend if I remember correctly. (as a medic I had dropped many patients off at that hospital in the past)
I had to wait until about 3:00PM the following day, Saturday, to get my visit with the doc (he had to see all the patients himself, about 25 people, that day). I spoke with him about my problems and he gave me a few prescriptions for antidepressants and sent me on my way. We spoke well because I got the "professional courtesy" that is given to fellow health care providers, and he sent me on my way.
I have yet to fill the prescriptions, and am still very depressed although I am trying to work on it. The accident at work that ruined my knee, even after surgery, is really troubling me. I live to do EMS (emergency medical services) and that has been taken away from me. I wish I could just get over it but it is very hard. I know, KNOW, that is the career for me and it is hard to let it go.
I tried to get the call made on MSN depression support group but got banned. Ironic eh? So I had to come here to the place I knew there where honest, real, people that did care. Thanks.
Thank you all for caring, and I am still here and kicking. Thank you to glen for making the call that went through, and all of you that tried.
P.S. My old partner said, "Who do you know in Maryland?", lol.
I do appreciate all the PM's asking about how I am doing and how I did after that night. I was not feeling well again. It is hard to lose something you care so much about, for me it was being a paramedic, and do well. I asked you for help and I got it. Glen (glen, not glen1,lol) made the call for me and my friends showed up in the ambulance (although I did ask for code 2, no lights etc, they showed up with their lights on...). One of them was an ex-partner of mine who had his partner of 3 years (just before me) die from a sudden cardiac event. I was glad to see him and spoke with him and his new partner for about an hour.
I finally had them call out a Monta Vista person (we normally use them for grief counseling) and she spoke with me for about another hour. After she left, I decided to drive down to the hospital myself. I spoke with the intake nurse and decided that it would be best if I signed myself in and saw a doc about my unbelievable depression and anxiety. I had the worst night and day following day of my life there, it was the holoween weekend if I remember correctly. (as a medic I had dropped many patients off at that hospital in the past)
I had to wait until about 3:00PM the following day, Saturday, to get my visit with the doc (he had to see all the patients himself, about 25 people, that day). I spoke with him about my problems and he gave me a few prescriptions for antidepressants and sent me on my way. We spoke well because I got the "professional courtesy" that is given to fellow health care providers, and he sent me on my way.
I have yet to fill the prescriptions, and am still very depressed although I am trying to work on it. The accident at work that ruined my knee, even after surgery, is really troubling me. I live to do EMS (emergency medical services) and that has been taken away from me. I wish I could just get over it but it is very hard. I know, KNOW, that is the career for me and it is hard to let it go.
I tried to get the call made on MSN depression support group but got banned. Ironic eh? So I had to come here to the place I knew there where honest, real, people that did care. Thanks.
Thank you all for caring, and I am still here and kicking. Thank you to glen for making the call that went through, and all of you that tried.
P.S. My old partner said, "Who do you know in Maryland?", lol.