one of those days...

Sometimes i wonder why i volley. I have a full time job with a career department to fulfill my affiliation requirement for my certification.  Why, then, do i have to put up with arrogant small town chiefs, sexism, lack of professionalism, and blatant disregard of procedure?  All i want is do my job well.  if Mr "I'm the Chief and this is my station and my unit and what does incident command have to do with it" doesn't want to let me do my job, he can have it.  there's so only so many EMT's on this island, which is why he asked me to volley at his station to begin with.  these country fire dept boys should remember that just because i'm a girl doesn't mean i don't have twice the training and way more experience when it comes to EMS. i will gladly defer to them on any thing to do with the big red trucks but the band aid box is mine.

back in action (sort of)

i am happy to report that i am now pain free! incisions are a little sore, but i'm a country girl and we know how to deal!  went out on a brush fire yesterday.  day before, had a dude suffer stroke and cause miles of damage (a guardrail, a couple ditches, a mailbox or two, etc...) before finally pulling the vehicle over.  feels good to up and back out there. if nothing else, at least i have the time for my vollie unit now since the county won't let me on theirs yet.   see doc next week- hopefully get cleared to come back to work  by the end of the month.

ouch

so they found a bunch of cysts on my ovary and on appendix so bye-bye to those organs.  hopefully that was the source of the pain and once i recover from surgery i'll be all better again.  in the meantime, three cheers for percoset! 

fingers crossed

finally back to my home station after a stint on the north end of the county, just in time to go out on sick leave.  go for surgery on monday.  here's hoping they actually fix whatever's wrong so i can get back to my job as a glorified band aid dispenser.  

I overheard an acquaintance talking about her divorce the other day.  she complained that her husband's lawyer claimed she was "deliberately under-employed".  She listed all the volunteer work she does.  She gets some income from commissioned art work, but doesn't even make enough to have to file taxes.  she says "what do they expect- for me to get a job?"  uh, yeah.  If her husband is so unreliable, how can she count on him to make those alimony and child support payments? shouldn't she be securing a job to pay for food and health insurance for her children?  oh, wait, i get it.  she expects ME to hold a job, pay taxes, and thereby secure a source of income for Obama to spend on her food stamps and medicaid.  how interesting.  did i mention, i have a studio in the same gallery she does and i volunteer at least once a week, in ADDITION to my full time job and two part time jobs? 

Dont spread my wealth..spread my work ethic Sti
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its a mans world...

having a hard time because of my matched x chromosomes is nothing new. after all i am the only girl in my fire company.  i am married to a type a personality.  i was raised in a conservative home where the man is the head of the house hold.  i make a living on a paramedic crew- in this area at least, its a male dominated field.  i run into a problem occasionally, but this time i am really pissed off.  am i angry because my chief hasn't learned to trust me to do my job?  am i concerned because the creepy guy who stays one step behind the harassment line was just made a shift supervisor? nope.  i have made peace with all that.  i am furious because my male gyn has been treating me with lupron for months.  this would have been a great idea if endometriosis was actually the source of the pain.  when it kept getting worse, i sought a second opinion.  this time from a female doctor who actually understood when i described the pain by relating it to menstrual pain, childbirth and other things men have no idea about. if the gyn had listened to me carefully the first time, he may have realized that the pain was affecting my job, my sex life, etc without assuming i was woman and therefore weak and intolerant to a little discomfort.  so now, nearly a year after all this started, i am facing the possibility of losing my job, seeing an oncologist, and having surgery soon.