PTSD in First Responders

Trauma is a part of life. It happens everyday to people across the world. Here's the thing with trauma. The brain is not equipped to handle it. Working on Ambulance I came upon more than enough trauma, and it left it's mark on me. The fatalities are bad memories, but the ones with with severe … Continue reading PTSD in First Responders

We are the sum of our parts.

I can be very all or nothing. I've been that way with many things in my life. Work. Relationships. Fitness. The biggest problem I had would be having the motivation for any of the above fall away after a short time. For instance, with the fitness, I would set lofty and in hindsight often unobtainable … Continue reading We are the sum of our parts.

Content Warning; My story next steps and suicide attempt

After I left the ambulance in the fall of 2013, I was in a tailspin. I ended up in hospital for two separate admissions approaching six weeks in length, under the same doctor, who was also my treating doctor in the community. Through this point he still refused to give me a diagnosis of Post … Continue reading Content Warning; My story next steps and suicide attempt

Content Warning: Hitting bottom…

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com The late-night calls were starting to get to me.  We were toned out for a call in the early hours of the morning for an unconscious unresponsive male. We dressed quickly and headed to the ambulance, and we responded with lights and siren.  We followed the directions into the rural … Continue reading Content Warning: Hitting bottom…

Content Warning: MVC, Suicide, now a homicide..

It was another late-night call.  We were responding to a rural property a little way out of town where there was a man down. We were told to stage a couple miles from the property while the R.C.M.P. secured the scene. Seeing as we had gotten chewed out a few weeks prior for not waiting … Continue reading Content Warning: MVC, Suicide, now a homicide..

Content Warning: Strike Two in my descent into PTSD

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com **Any names have been changed for privacy concerns.** The tones dropped just after 2300 hours.  I’d been in bed for an hour already, but while I was at work I was always primed to respond to a call. Just for good measure my partner pounded on the wall between our … Continue reading Content Warning: Strike Two in my descent into PTSD

Content warning: My descent into PTSD. The first call that follows me…

*Names have been changed and details omitted for confidentiality* I’d been in Emergency Medical Services for around six or seven years when I responded to a call that changed the course of my life.  I was working in Consort, a small community in East Central Alberta, when we received a call for a two-vehicle motor … Continue reading Content warning: My descent into PTSD. The first call that follows me…