An excellent article. And resources for all of us:
http://www.emsworld.com/article/10319827/suicide-survivors
Information about suicide is available from the American Association of Suicidology (www.suicidology.org), the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention (www.afsp.org), the National Alliance on Mental Illness (www.nami.org) and the Suicide Awareness Voices of Education (www.save.org). Specific information for emergency responders is offered by the Suicide Prevention Resource Center (www.sprc.org). A recommended text is Thomas Joiner's Why People Die of Suicide (2005).
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Sunday, September 29, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
C-diff and MRSA and N. gonorrhoeae, oh my!
You will want to never leave the house again after reading this:
http://www.cdc.gov/drugresistance/threat-report-2013/
http://www.cdc.gov/drugresistance/threat-report-2013/
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Paramedic "Base Camp" Part 1
So it's been a while.
I've missed sharing my stories with you, gentle reader, and it's time to get caught up.
I spent almost a year struggling through the didactic portion of my paramedic program. We began with somewhere around 35 students in the class. We met twice a week online for three hours of lecture. If we missed a lecture, we could watch the recording later.
I love numbers, so here we go:
80 Lectures
x 3 hours per lecture
= 240 hours of lecture
Book pages read:
7000 (give or take)
x 3 min per page
= 350 hours reading
Studying (not including reading)
1.25 hour per day studying
x 300 days
= 375 hours studying
Grand total: 965 hours for didactic (about 40 days!)
Now on to "Base Camp"
As I said, we began with somewhere around 35 students. 23 showed up for Base Camp.
I'm going to call it Base Camp from now on, because it really was that. To paraphrase our lead instructor, people pay tens of thousands of dollars to be guided by an expedition up Mt. Everest. Even though they make it as far as Base Camp, they can still be turned around by the group leader if he feels they aren't ready. Because lives are on the line.
That's what the two weeks of Paramedic Base Camp were all about.
Instructors were evaluating us every step of the way. We practiced and practiced our skills. Rotated through 6 lab stations per day.
Typical day:
0630 wake up, make coffee, get dressed, study
0730 shuttle from hotel to school
0800 open skills lab practice
0845 morning info/meeting
0900 3 labs till lunch
1200 lunch
1230 open skills lab practice
1300 3 labs till done
1700 close-out meeting/more skills practice/shuttle back to hotel
1800 shower, order food or cook something in the microwave, maybe go outside for a walk
1900 enter day's skills into computer skills tracking system
2000 study
2400 fall asleep with lights on, face in book, drooling
0630 repeat...
Some people didn't make it.
Around day 4 we were surprised to learn that one of us had left. She "didn't want to be a paramedic anymore" and left without saying goodbye.
I was stressed out. Exhausted. Freaked out that I could fail.
And fail I did.
I failed a couple of skills stations. Just went blank during testing. The first one was Trauma Assessment. No, really, trauma assessment.
I lost my shit and had to go for a walk. Here I am, thinking I'm doing fine. Thinking I can survive and I fail TRAUMA ASSESSMENT???? Yep. Found myself sitting at a bus stop bawling my head off wondering if I can get this done. Why had I failed? Should I just call a cab and go home now? Well, they gave us a 'new' methodology which didn't quite gel with my old mnemonics and I lost my place. I'm not used to this type testing. Give me some time to think, to prepare, to mull it all over. But that's not EMS.
So I visualized. Over and over. In my head, moving hands. Classmates laughed at me as I talked to myself in the hall with earplugs in.
Final test came.
Yah, I effing nailed it.
I've missed sharing my stories with you, gentle reader, and it's time to get caught up.
I spent almost a year struggling through the didactic portion of my paramedic program. We began with somewhere around 35 students in the class. We met twice a week online for three hours of lecture. If we missed a lecture, we could watch the recording later.
I love numbers, so here we go:
80 Lectures
x 3 hours per lecture
= 240 hours of lecture
Book pages read:
7000 (give or take)
x 3 min per page
= 350 hours reading
Studying (not including reading)
1.25 hour per day studying
x 300 days
= 375 hours studying
Grand total: 965 hours for didactic (about 40 days!)
Now on to "Base Camp"
As I said, we began with somewhere around 35 students. 23 showed up for Base Camp.
I'm going to call it Base Camp from now on, because it really was that. To paraphrase our lead instructor, people pay tens of thousands of dollars to be guided by an expedition up Mt. Everest. Even though they make it as far as Base Camp, they can still be turned around by the group leader if he feels they aren't ready. Because lives are on the line.
That's what the two weeks of Paramedic Base Camp were all about.
Instructors were evaluating us every step of the way. We practiced and practiced our skills. Rotated through 6 lab stations per day.
Typical day:
0630 wake up, make coffee, get dressed, study
0730 shuttle from hotel to school
0800 open skills lab practice
0845 morning info/meeting
0900 3 labs till lunch
1200 lunch
1230 open skills lab practice
1300 3 labs till done
1700 close-out meeting/more skills practice/shuttle back to hotel
1800 shower, order food or cook something in the microwave, maybe go outside for a walk
1900 enter day's skills into computer skills tracking system
2000 study
2400 fall asleep with lights on, face in book, drooling
0630 repeat...
Some people didn't make it.
Around day 4 we were surprised to learn that one of us had left. She "didn't want to be a paramedic anymore" and left without saying goodbye.
I was stressed out. Exhausted. Freaked out that I could fail.
And fail I did.
I failed a couple of skills stations. Just went blank during testing. The first one was Trauma Assessment. No, really, trauma assessment.
I lost my shit and had to go for a walk. Here I am, thinking I'm doing fine. Thinking I can survive and I fail TRAUMA ASSESSMENT???? Yep. Found myself sitting at a bus stop bawling my head off wondering if I can get this done. Why had I failed? Should I just call a cab and go home now? Well, they gave us a 'new' methodology which didn't quite gel with my old mnemonics and I lost my place. I'm not used to this type testing. Give me some time to think, to prepare, to mull it all over. But that's not EMS.
So I visualized. Over and over. In my head, moving hands. Classmates laughed at me as I talked to myself in the hall with earplugs in.
Final test came.
Yah, I effing nailed it.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
EMS World Expo 2013
Vegas, baby!
(Note: For those of you who hate Las Vegas, you must realize that you just have to go with it. Yep, it's a crazy place that should not exist, sucking water and power in wretched excess. It is what it is.)
Now, I would love to be able to go to a conference a year, but for now the cheapness of flying to and staying in Las Vegas trumps the rest. Monorail access from the hotel to the convention center was excellent, no need for a rental car. So there you go.
This time around we had the Pit Boss (EMS Director), Mr. Medic, Mrs. Medic, Floyd, new EMT Tracey, and the good ol' Ambulance Ranger. Quite the crew.
For once I pounced on the opportunity to do a couple pre-conference workshops and signed up for Moulage and the Cadaver Lab. Moulage was quite good, could have used a little more hands-on and general excitement from the attendees. Maybe a list of what equipment to start with and where to get it. Some good ideas about MCI staging, but really just a crap shoot as to what was taught. The guy teaching it does a lot of contract work, but to me workshop=hands-on. Needs more focus and a few assistants in the future, I think.
But cadaver lab was awesome.
A half-dozen or so souls turned their bodies over to science so we could learn.
Got to work with a few different types of video laryngoscopes, performed surgical cric's instructed by (ahem) Dr. Bryan Bledsoe himself, used the ultrasound, the ITClamp, used the SALT to intubate, IO drilling on several sites, you name it. A popular session for a reason. Think I convinced Mr. Medic and the Pit Boss to join in next time around.
Spent most of the next 2 days running around the exhibit hall. Had to make contact with some vendors, close the gap on a few items we are looking at for the service, and in general ogle at all the cool gizmos. Seemed like all the sessions I wanted to attend were packed, and our uber-cheap flight left Thursday morning so we missed out on the last day. Better planning next time, maybe?
Oh well, hit a couple great sessions. Happy Medic did a couple really good ones (http://thehappymedic.com/) on CQI...and let me know that I need to stop laughing at our ePCR "conferences" and go.
Myths were busted, evidence-based was the buzzword, and still we trudge on.
Hope to see you next time, but in the meantime, anybody got a good conference story?
Sunday, September 15, 2013
This is what YouTube recommends...
Apparently when you search for a lot of EMS stuff on YouTube, it thinks you want to see gross videos of sebaceous cysts being popped.
Now, this one is super special due to the camera guy vomiting, and the appearance of the guy having a breast on his back.
Not for the faint of heart:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-tDJ6LBn-4
Now, this one is super special due to the camera guy vomiting, and the appearance of the guy having a breast on his back.
Not for the faint of heart:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-tDJ6LBn-4
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