Sinus Rhythm with PVC's and a BP Cuff

I forgot how much I missed EMT school. On Tuesday morning I returned to SIAST to watch the students there perform scenarios. It was exciting seeing how early on in their course they were, and being the one who knew so much more and being baraged by their questions about the course and practicum. It was also nerve wracking however, as it brought on waves of panic as I realized all the small details I had forgotten over the months. When I went to take a blood pressure I had a fleeting moment where I wasn't sure if I would remember how to do it. Then when we had to lift the stretcher I had to think through what I was doing. Suffice to say, I didn't do it entirely correctly as my back was sore afterwards. Arg, the things you think will always be second nature just sort of slide away into forgetfullness.

Everyone has been very positve when I tell them about next week and the hiring process. They say things like: "I'm sure you'll get it," or: "I know you'll do well." The encouragment is incredibly uplifting but I know that I must be real with myself. There are only 4 available jobs and most likely more than 30 applicants, most of which will have more experience than me. Even with the aspect that I have Christ working behind the scenes for me, the possibility of getting a job is still only slightly less than bleak.