Well you can add me to that list of being slapped in the face.... 21 now- started EMT when I was 19.
My story:
I was once a patient. At the age 18, I was shot in the abdomen with a .22 pistol. My assailant fled and I called 911 myself. I was terrified. Screaming, crying, and ignorant. The police came, 'secured' the scene and then the first responders arrived. They were doing so many different things, holding c-spine, cutting clothes, getting vitals. I was trying to sit up, not listening to them- begging the PD to call my parents.
I was loaded in the rig, I didn't have the slightest clue as to what was happening. I was confused, and scared. I begged and begged the medic or EMT in the back to hold my hand. She was trying to start a line, and didn't get it. Twice. She said she would hold my hand after she got at least one IV... Never... got... it.
I survived (obviously).
I know a lot of things now.
The trauma center she was taking me- requires two IV's for admittance.
Also, I am considered an 'easy' stick.
I now know all of the things, and reasons for what they were doing to me.
I met the first responders that came to my call that day and did a few ride outs with them. I was riding with their chief when he asked "What do you have planned with your life.... EMT school starts in 3 weeks"
I can honestly say- that I did not have the slightest idea what an EMT was before I met any of them. Let alone a first responder. I didn't know fire fighters went to medical calls...
I asked my dad for some money for EMT school... Fell in love with saving lives and holding hands, graduated top in my class.. and knew I wanted to be a medic every since. B)
That is why I say.... 'People don't care how much you know, they want to know how much your care.'