The morning was quiet. I was heading out the door when I heard a scream coming from the kitchen, “Shamara! Help!”. I thought nothing about it as I walked back inside but the scene I came across fueled me with a rush of panic and uneasiness; my grandfather, kneeled over the kitchen sink with his finger nearly severed and profusely bleeding. Time had slowed down, I saw my grandmother frantically running around the house accumulating all the bandages she could, my mother watching everything transpire unsure of what to do, while my sister was completely oblivious to the situation. Then, I saw myself, frozen in time, observing everything from above as if I was a spirit; I took this time to assess the scene. My grandfather had sliced his finger against
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Having the skills and ability to save someone's life is comforting while being able to bring someone back from the dead with only your hands is euphoric. Given there are many other medical professions what makes a paramedic special and different is the fact that they are the first on the scene. Paramedics are the first to see the puzzle pieces and put them together. Figuring out what could be causing a patient’s symptoms is like being a detective trying to find the culprit. Not only is trying to figuring out the culprit to a person’s discomfort and helping them alleviate their pain the reasons why I am interested in becoming a paramedic but its effects of helping me overcome my personal challenge; my shyness. For as long I can I remember, I have always been shy. Always too afraid to raise my hand in fear of embarrassing myself and too petrified to present in front of my peers as all eyes would be on me. Being shy has withheld me from exploring almost every opportunity I have ever been offered in fear of the most unlikely scenarios. I have tried on numerous accounts to overcome this part of me but they have ultimately failed. However, when my grandfather sliced his finger open, I didn’t bat an eye. I had jumped onto the opportunity to control the situation despite there being plenty of other adults capable of doing what I had done. For once in my life I was ambitious, and that is a feeling I want to last forever and becoming a paramedic will do just
Having the skills and ability to save someone's life is comforting while being able to bring someone back from the dead with only your hands is euphoric. Given there are many other medical professions what makes a paramedic special and different is the fact that they are the first on the scene. Paramedics are the first to see the puzzle pieces and put them together. Figuring out what could be causing a patient’s symptoms is like being a detective trying to find the culprit. Not only is trying to figuring out the culprit to a person’s discomfort and helping them alleviate their pain the reasons why I am interested in becoming a paramedic but its effects of helping me overcome my personal challenge; my shyness. For as long I can I remember, I have always been shy. Always too afraid to raise my hand in fear of embarrassing myself and too petrified to present in front of my peers as all eyes would be on me. Being shy has withheld me from exploring almost every opportunity I have ever been offered in fear of the most unlikely scenarios. I have tried on numerous accounts to overcome this part of me but they have ultimately failed. However, when my grandfather sliced his finger open, I didn’t bat an eye. I had jumped onto the opportunity to control the situation despite there being plenty of other adults capable of doing what I had done. For once in my life I was ambitious, and that is a feeling I want to last forever and becoming a paramedic will do just