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┬ánortheastern Tennessee, somewhere he calls ‘tha hollers,’ whatever that means.┬áHe 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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