Several weeks ago (well, over a month now) I was approached by the American Recall Center (go check them out!) about publishing a Code Stroke/Stroke Awareness post. If you’ve noticed, I’m super slow on getting things out because when I’m not working I’m usually dead to the world. Collectively, we’ve done a pretty good job on training
Privatization of EMS is something that makes the IAFF’s skin crawl. Recently in Brook Park, OH, firefighters protested the mayor’s decision to examine a private provider providing EMS. “Fire based EMS is the way to go…” was one quote from the article. It was following by more crying that it’s unsafe and unfair, blah blah
Hello! Long time no see. I’ve been dealing with site issues for a while now, and I’m happy to report that I am now officially SELF HOSTED. That’s right, this blog exists on it’s own, which means it doesn’t have a ring to belong to and no advertisements or fillers. I wanted to hold off
Repost from a few years ago… In a round the room conversation at the our house yesterday, we were discussing the latest round of proposed cuts to the fire department here and a statement came up that I thought a lot about last night. We were discussing the possible closing of fire companies (and possibly
I rarely post about my own personal feelings on my blog. Lately some of my stuff has been introspective, but to a point. Recently I have had the desire to vent some thoughts I’ve had just to get them out there. For the first time since August of 2002, I feel alone. In August of
I noticed some churning articles about Illinois requiring CPR training as a result of stories with two different outcomes. I like the idea, but can we really cram more on to high school students? And can we really expect teachers to deliver the material according to the standardized format like Red Cross or AHA with
We spend a lot of time beating the proverbial dead horse. Seriously. The trade mags and webpages and forums are full of those dead horses. More recently we’ve seen a new article pop up in JEMS attempting to answer the question if we diagnose or merely form an impression. We seem to rehash the debate
Ever had a run go to hell in a handbasket? The kind of run that makes you sit and stare out the window of the ambulance, with report finished, your mind trying to piece together the utter chaos that just unfolded? The job that made you work so hard you sweat soaked your job shirt?