Perhaps It's Just Me

"Is it really possible to have a career in EMS and be emotionally unaffected by the things we see?" This is the question I posed o...

War and EMS

This is a post I have written, deleted and rewritten several times. It is a risky post, as it has the potential to delve into political wran...

Trust

There are several posts, in fact dozens of them, sitting in the drafts folder, waiting to see the light of day. At times, I sit at the keybo...

Honour

There is no honour in a so-called "honour killing."  These horrendous pieces of news reach our eyes and ears all too often, stream...

Evidence

She's wearing a long black coat, fake fur around the collar, like she's wearing a fox for a necklace. And although the sun has alrea...

The Best

As we march quickly into the resuscitation room, wading through the sea of people currently waiting for their turn in triage, one face looks...

The Story So Far (Or, how to keep the bank manager in suspense)

It’s been a little quiet round these here parts. I mean the blog, not Israel. Below, I explain a little as to why this has been the case. Th...

Globetrotting

I can hear the murmurings clearly. “He goes and wins the award for Blog of the Year and then promptly stops blogging!” I grant you, it’s a f...

Eight Miles

The radio vibrates against my shirt, the phone beeps in my pocket and I run back to the car to see the screen flash up a new call. Eight mil...