Just when I thought I was out…

…they pull me back in.

And like that, I’m back in an ambulance.

The escape plan worked, but was short-term. It was fun to take a break, and do something else for a little while. I learned a lot, and met a lot of neat people.

But now it’s back to the ambulance.

I guess that’s okay, though. I was asked to come back full-time to Local Ambulance, and we negotiated some fair terms. I’ve got the schedule I wanted, on the unit I wanted, and with a new partner, Smokey, that I wanted.

Smokey comes from some part of northeastern Tennessee, somewhere he calls ‘tha hollers,’ whatever that means. He describes his hometown as having lots of pet chickens and rusted pickup trucks in yards. He should be interesting.

Our first day was sure interesting. Got a complaint and had to write an incident report in the first 4 hours.

Welcome back, huh?

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