Saturday, November 12, 2011
The rabbit lives!
I thought I was pregnant, again. The first time was a Miracle in itself. We were going for the fences on this time.
I can say I'm happy. My husband is not. You have to put yourself in my shoes. This a job where I put myself in harms way at least once everyday. What I do is nothing like sitting behind a desk all day.
I fight fires. I run ambulance calls. There is more then one occasion, I have tested my "pucker" factor.
My job is strenuous. I need to be In top physical condition to be able to my job.
I can see myself risking my own life, but if I'm carrying a child I cannot see myself putting that child in harms way.
It is the same with anyone of my family. This a profession I love. I don't see myself doing anything else.
The hours are long.
The patients are testy.
The emotional drain sucks.
But then again I can't see myself doing anything else.
I can say I'm happy. My husband is not. You have to put yourself in my shoes. This a job where I put myself in harms way at least once everyday. What I do is nothing like sitting behind a desk all day.
I fight fires. I run ambulance calls. There is more then one occasion, I have tested my "pucker" factor.
My job is strenuous. I need to be In top physical condition to be able to my job.
I can see myself risking my own life, but if I'm carrying a child I cannot see myself putting that child in harms way.
It is the same with anyone of my family. This a profession I love. I don't see myself doing anything else.
The hours are long.
The patients are testy.
The emotional drain sucks.
But then again I can't see myself doing anything else.
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