Growing up in EMS: Lesson #53

“You are way too young to be this bitter,” My partner said, shaking his head. We’d spent the better half of this drive to a nursing home venting about our separate love lives, or lack thereof. As he backed our truck up in the parking lot, I made that bold, broad, terminal statement that love is stupid. Or maybe I said it wasn’t real. Or that it was for the birds. Really, any of those described how I was feeling.

“Too young? Psh,¬†too old to be this bitter. I know it’s childish and immature. I just can’t help it.”

We grabbed our gloves, our clipboard, and our stretcher. We stood up straighter, smiled, and stuffed those feelings into the backs of our minds–away from the professional exterior our patient deserved. Our patient was sitting in a chair beside her husband. They held hands, and watched the commotion of the floor with quiet, content smiles. My partner and I introduced ourselves to the couple.

“Well, Mrs. Smith*, your chariot awaits,” I said playfully, making a sweeping Vanna White gesture.

My partner offered his arm to support her for the few steps to the cot. Once we got her settled, her husband rose from his chair, slowly and unsteadily. He shuffled over to her, took her face in his hands, and brought her nose-to-nose.

“I’ll see you soon, beautiful,” He said, before planting a shaky, tender kiss on her forehead. She grinned back at him, looking back at him lovingly through her thick glasses.

We completed the run in the usual way, getting her to where she needed to be. My partner and I climbed into the cab of the truck, signed back in service, and hit the road.

“You see?” My partner nudged me. “That right there is why I believe in love. Yeah, getting your heart broken again and again sucks. But that? That lady and her husband? They’ve probably been married like 50 years or something crazy like that. Maybe more! But you could just¬†see it. They got it right. Love is there. It’s possible.”

I’m pretty stubborn, but I have to admit that maybe he’s got a point. We get to bear witness to life and death, good and bad, hate and love; and everything in between. All in all, we’re exposed to some pretty powerful and inspirational things. There’s something to be said about that.

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