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I've worked as an EMT on a 24 hour truck for the last year and half. From what I've been told it has been a very eventful year and a half in terms of the bad calls. I worked at a pretty remote station, but lack of coverage required us to the be pretty busy the whole shift. 23 to 28 hours straight on the worst days. I've seen alot of extremely heartbreaking things - young families wiped out in mvas, successful and unsuccessful suicides, children with traumatic spine injuries that left them quadriplegic. At the year point, I asked alot of the EMTs that started with me what kind of dicey calls they got and I was suprised to see that most of them hadnt even worked so much as a code yet. I had worked over a dozen at that point. A few months ago I started getting really depressed and I started to drink alot. I lost all sense of meaning and I couldnt put my best effort in at work. After some soul searching I started to feel a little bit better and things were ok until last month. A good friend who was like a brother to me hung himself. I showed up just in time to see the coroners work to straighten his limbs to tuck him uncerimoniously into a body bag. It was such a shock, and there was nothing I could do to help. I called into work and asked for a few days to get myself together, and they gave me an extra 2 days on my weekend. A day later, we were getting into the thick of the the greiving process, waiting for his family to come get the body to take back home. I then got news that my little cousin had taken his own life as well, the very next day. In the blink of an eye my entire world turned upside down, my whole family floored by grief. I was a mess and I knew I couldn't work in that state. I called my supervisor to tell him the news, but this time he clearly thought I was lying. He said he couldn;t give me any more time off cause the schedule was already thin and the company only grants a maximum of one week bereavement and only for immediate family. I lost a cousin and a dear friend to suicide within a day of eachother but apparently there wasn't a box to check for that on the request form so I was told I needed to be in for work the next day. I told him I was a mess and I couldn't do it, not to mention I had to drive over 3000 miles for funerals over the coming weeks. It was clear to me that nobody really cared and they thought I was being a drama queen, or lying. I was infuriated by their insensitivity, I was an emotional wreck, and I had funerals to go to, so I resigned. I;ve always been appauled just how cavalier and unempathetic helathcare workers are, but this i was incredulous at this treatment. Ive heard alot of talk about the Code Green campaign but its all just talk. When worse came to worse, my fellow coworkers and supervisors left me behind. EMS is such a big dog and pony show. Everyone is competeing to see who can be the most indifferent, the most unaffected, the most cavailer. I don't regret leaving because of this, its always bothered me. Also, I know I am still a mess and cant function under stress anymore. I dont regret leaving but the way my fellow healthcare providers treated me made the worst time of my life even worse. Theyre making me feel like im just being a ***** and need to suck it up but im just trying to do the right thing. I cant look at that stuff anymore. Anyone have a similiar experience or wisdom I might use to make sense of all of this? I feel so disillusioned.