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Christmas Eve And The Life Of An EMT I woke up this morning
and start off the day I get to work my unit is
ready A car accident with one
possibly 10-7 Please God I say to
myself, don't let it be We got on scene a cold
chill in the air My mind going wild with
thoughts and fears After the call we leave
in a hurry A house fire with a
family inside Upon our arrival the F.D.
had them out Though they were safe and
thankful for their lives Happy for the family for
their lives can be fixed While sitting down for we
have a moment to eat Before we finish
devouring our meal Someone's been shot his
blood a large puddle Barely a pulse but still
moving air My daddy got shot as he
told the officer After the gun was removed
from the gentleman's hand Oh, so sad for a child to
watch his father almost die We leave the ER in dire
need of rest My husband needs help she
states in a choke He opens his eyes, unable
to talk We transport him, he's
doing fine she is told Ok, we're screaming
"Now give us a break Go back to the hospital
our dispatcher states Someone's leaving the
hospital that really feels good At our station for the
first time tonight We roll from our station
the sky is so dark Upon checking 10-8 we're
told respond code 3 He was lying on the floor
all dressed in red We asked if he could move
it and surely he can't Now what do we do, a mall
worker did say On Dasher, on Dancer he
said while we were leaving It is now after midnight
and we are still going An accident involving a
young man who'd been drinking He said he was distracted
by a view in the sky Lying in my bed thinking
it just isn't fair Trying to find peace and
drift off to sleep We wake up to the ring of
the phone She's having a baby she
says hurry fast Tell her don't push I
scream in the mike We enter the house and we
hear her scream The first one delivers, a
beautiful girl A girl and a boy, this
was new to me Now the unit is cleaned
and all is restocked Home at last, I open the
door My husband walks over to
me with his arms open wide Tears of joy are flowing
and in silence I pray My children are pulling
on me, Mommy come here I take their tiny hands and lead them to the tree Here Mommy my son said
it's special, his voice in a perk Mommy he asked, will this
help you save a life? We had a tough
shift, my partner and me Brenda Crossett
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