0300 hours finds me seated on the foot of the stretcher, resting my feet on the rear bumper of Medic 9. The empty ambulance bay at Local Suburban is framed in the rear doors as a few snowflakes drift gently past. For once things are quiet, and I am alone as my partner finishes her paperwork inside.
I savor the moment. It’s good to be back.
The blog has been quiet of late. Life has been hectic. It’s not that I haven’t been able to find the time to write, but rather that I haven’t been able to take the time to see the things I want to write about. That’s beginning to change. I can feel it. Stay tuned.