In honor of the graduating paramedic classes of 2023, I present to you a delicate array of horrible puns and knees slappin’ analogies!
As a paramedic, I've learned that life is a lot like riding an arab fresh from the three year old field (arabian owners, you know what I mean..)– exhilarating, unpredictable, and occasionally, you find yourself covered in... well, let's just call it "emergency glitter."
Let me paint a picture for you. Sirens blaring, as I ride into a sunset (or more accurately, a bustling intersection). My trusty steed? A bright illuminated ambulance with more gadgets than Batman's utility belt. The only difference? Batman doesn't have to dodge traffic while saving the day. But hey, that's just part of the charm.
Now, let's talk about sirens. Oh, the sweet serenade of those wailing sirens – the ambulance's battle cry, the sound of my people! Truth be told, I hate them. I’m not a loud noise person and don’t get me started on the numerous studies proving they save very little time.
Now, let's lasso in the horses, shall we? In this urban jungle, our four-legged friends may not be trotting down the streets, but metaphorically speaking, we deal with our fair share of "wild stallions." Patients can be as unpredictable as a spooked mustang, and wrangling them can be an art form. Sometimes, I feel like a paramedic-cowgirl, lassoing symptoms and herding patients toward recovery.
In the world of paramedicine, humor is our secret weapon. It's the lighthearted banter in the ambulance that keeps us sane during the chaos. We crack jokes, share stories, and, yes, occasionally laugh in the face of adversity. It's not that we don't take our job seriously – it's just that a good laugh can be the best medicine, even if we're the ones administering it.