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This part is safe to read, but I'm going to post something that is very disturbing about what happened to some 911 dispatchers in New Oreleans. The point of this is because I share a connection to them because I am/used to be a Paramedic and this one really hit home with me.
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Last night, I was watching on the news some disturbing 911 calls that were made to the New Orleans 911 Operators. Of the 200 that once manned the radios, only a dozen or so remain behind. I want to share their story with you because it gives you a brief taste of what kind of person it takes to be a medic or 911 dispatcher. 911 Dispatchers are men and women who answer your calls when ever you have an emergency. They are a lifeline and voice of reason when ever your world is in chaos. They are the ones who send out the fire trucks, medics, and police to your home or location. They stay with you on the line till help arrives... or until the call ends.
I was listening to some real 911 dispatch calls that was played on the air. The people on the other end are saying "we're in the attic and the water is rising!" another call said "I'm an elderly woman with my 8 year old daughter and my baby who's on a respirator... the water is rising quick! Help!" Men & Women screaming in fear and panic on the phone. Many of them dying. One caller noted she heard a woman trapped in her attic hold her baby above her head as water blurred her speech. Water sounds could be heard and the sound of the crying baby and frantic mother turned to silence as they both drowned while still on the phone.
Society asks us to handle the worst of humanity on a daily basis.
What kind of person is willing to subject themselves to witnessing those who were raped, murders, assults, domestic abuse, robbery, theft, vandelism, terrorism, crimes against children, humanity, and animals and still keep a straight face?
I'm one of those people.
You don't train us to deal with this... it takes a special person to subject ourselves to this torture.
Why?
Because it's in our nature to want to help. We are the care givers to complete strangers who owe us nothing. We don't get the thank you's like you see on TV, we don't get the flowers at the station... We go home at night to our husbands and wives, never really talking about it because we can't...
How do you describe what it's like to hear a mother dying on the phone holding her baby up as long as she can? How do you describe Americans screaming and begging for help but the last thing they hear is your voice? How do you describe holding a hand of a woman who is hanging from a seat belt in a turned over car, that is scared, alone, and dies moments later. Or see the drunk driver survive a head on collision that killed a whole family of four...
How do we deal with it?
I don't know... We just do.
We go into burning buildings when others run out.
We freely go where angels dare not to thread...
Why?
Someone's gotta save them... :-)
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Last night, I was watching on the news some disturbing 911 calls that were made to the New Orleans 911 Operators. Of the 200 that once manned the radios, only a dozen or so remain behind. I want to share their story with you because it gives you a brief taste of what kind of person it takes to be a medic or 911 dispatcher. 911 Dispatchers are men and women who answer your calls when ever you have an emergency. They are a lifeline and voice of reason when ever your world is in chaos. They are the ones who send out the fire trucks, medics, and police to your home or location. They stay with you on the line till help arrives... or until the call ends.
I was listening to some real 911 dispatch calls that was played on the air. The people on the other end are saying "we're in the attic and the water is rising!" another call said "I'm an elderly woman with my 8 year old daughter and my baby who's on a respirator... the water is rising quick! Help!" Men & Women screaming in fear and panic on the phone. Many of them dying. One caller noted she heard a woman trapped in her attic hold her baby above her head as water blurred her speech. Water sounds could be heard and the sound of the crying baby and frantic mother turned to silence as they both drowned while still on the phone.
Society asks us to handle the worst of humanity on a daily basis.
What kind of person is willing to subject themselves to witnessing those who were raped, murders, assults, domestic abuse, robbery, theft, vandelism, terrorism, crimes against children, humanity, and animals and still keep a straight face?
I'm one of those people.
You don't train us to deal with this... it takes a special person to subject ourselves to this torture.
Why?
Because it's in our nature to want to help. We are the care givers to complete strangers who owe us nothing. We don't get the thank you's like you see on TV, we don't get the flowers at the station... We go home at night to our husbands and wives, never really talking about it because we can't...
How do you describe what it's like to hear a mother dying on the phone holding her baby up as long as she can? How do you describe Americans screaming and begging for help but the last thing they hear is your voice? How do you describe holding a hand of a woman who is hanging from a seat belt in a turned over car, that is scared, alone, and dies moments later. Or see the drunk driver survive a head on collision that killed a whole family of four...
How do we deal with it?
I don't know... We just do.
We go into burning buildings when others run out.
We freely go where angels dare not to thread...
Why?
Someone's gotta save them... :-)
How Do I Feel ?: 
sad
sadI'm listening to : "We can Be Heroes (If Just For One Day)" Wall flowers
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