Things Are Hotting Up

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On Friday I was issued two pairs of Technician epaulettes, a competence record book, given a final tutorial and shook by the hand just minutes prior to being ushered out of the training school. This it seems signified the start of my stint as a Student Paramedic. After eight weeks of clinical training, numerous tests and assessments, with plenty of hiccups I was deemed ‘able’ to be unleashed to the public.

But, am I? I don’t think so. Okay, so I have passed all the tests and practicals therefore demonstrating that I have the theoretical knowledge and practical ability to resuscitate a dummy, but, that is a far cry from reality I suspect.

A parting comment from my tutor was thus…

We don’t expect you to be an all singing all dancing technician from day one. What we do expect is that you pin your ears back and listen to your colleagues, for the next 12 months is when the real learning takes place.

I fully understand the sentiment contained within these words and am fully aware the next year or so of my career will present the steepest learning curve. I relish this challenge with gusto.

For now I have three weeks of driver training, a time to let the hair down, unless of course we stumble across an rtc on our travels.