
mattblaze@federate.social ("Matt Blaze") wrote:
What I remember about my EMS days mostly were a few near-PTSD-inducing jobs (none as intense as the one at the end of the article, though), but chiefly a level of camaraderie that I've rarely encountered sense (perhaps helped by the lens of nostalgia). I was an EMS medic in the early 80's, before it merged into FDNY, still during the long tail of the city's financial crisis. Everything was breaking all the time. The city was more violent. But it felt meaningful, and we had each other's backs.