Funny story...kinda?
Took it 3 times.
First time-cut me off at 75...thought I passed...failed...somehow...
Several months later, took it again for the hay of it, 80...didn't know if I did REALLY good or REALLY bad....
I guess I did really bad...
Bought a ton of study guides...(I did VERY good in my EMT class)
Took it again a few weeks later with one of them all or nothing feelings...
Was down state for family stuff, went to test in the AM, they didn't have my name or anything on the schedule. Was very very disapointed/upset. Got myself sick worrying about it. Honestly...I prayed...like seriously prayed that I didn't have to take it that day...and it came true.
So they scheduled it the next day, went in, took it.
Before going in, I was joking with a buddy of mine that went through the course with me that it would cut me off at some strange # like 123.
I'm not kidding, I really wish I was, but it cut me off after answering question #123. I know this because I recall looking and going Jeesh, how many more...
Seriously didn't think I passed till I checked later in the afternoon. Talk about all the weight, and stress in the world lifted off you...
I went through the fire academy, and told myself and everyone else that I would NEVER go in the medical field especially EMS. Met a wonderful girl who told me I am really good with people and should do it since my job at the hospital (Public Safety) would pay for it. Thought what the heck why not and I'm here now...