Firefighter who loves burning their face off with spicy food, ahahah, I love it!
You sound like you’d be fun to share a brew with, though I can only imagine your schedule is also insane, hahah!
No clue if your user instance indicates where you’re from, but you just saying that reminds me of passing a boot around at a schnitzel house (haus?) back in the day =P
Lol. The brews are a good time. My job hours couldn’t be better. I work 48 hours on and 96 hours off. Gives me a lot of time to play… and work a 2nd job. I think we might be a ways off from each other. U.S in Missouri.
Oh, the schedule is great. We get beds and sleep when not running calls. Have a kitchen to cook in and a living room type area with recliners. We train and stay busy till 5pm. After that we mainly just chill out and do what we want when we aren’t running a call. Usually get woke up once a night on average. Usually a medical call or a lift assist for an old person who’s fallen and can’t get up at night. But every time I get off work I’m on “a four day weekend”. It’s awesome.
I’d been able to do things like that a decade ago, long term camping trips, multi day paintball excursions…
Unfortunately, later on, I ended up getting assaulted and crippled, so now my life is mostly full time PT, interspersed with shitposting on lemmy, lol.
So yeah… I very fundamentally would not be able to keep up with that anymore, but it does still sound appealing, and honestly just gives me more determination to dedicate toward my PT… progress is slow, and painful, but the progress is also real.
Was in a wheelchair a year+ ago. Got to being able to use a cane and braces. Now I’m at the point where I can actually ditch either the cane or the braces for a decent amount of time.
Wow. I’m sorry that happened to you. Hell of a life setback, but congratulations on all the improvements you’ve gotten back so far. Keep that shit going. Id hate not being able to go camping and fishing, so you gotta get that back.
Kind of just ended up actually living through the uh Fight Club line: “It is only after you have lost everything, that you are free to do anything.”
Was quite a bit of a perspective shift… and I’d previously been working with serving the homeless at a shelter (ironic), but nope, even that was nowhere near sufficient to fully understand what its like.
But yeah, it did net result in me finally defeating my impostor syndrome… I actually have genuine self confidence now.
I have literally survived things that … I literally saw kill other people, directly in front of me.
Made my way for a good bit of it by basically being the only person around that had basic, functional first aid training, and I more or less traded that for food, cigs, ‘reputation points’.
More or less dumb fucking luck that I remembered some trauma oriented medical training I got at gun range years back, and that I was able to hold onto a good more or less medical bugout bag I’d put together in case of emergencies.
Local firefighters were a lot more helpful and trustworthy than local cops, in terms of actually helping out with dire medical situations…
So I am a bit pleasantly biased towards firefighters in that way too, haha.
Anyway yeah, one of these days, I’ll get to go on a hike again, and that’ll honestly be me being a happy and fully content man.
Firefighter who loves burning their face off with spicy food, ahahah, I love it!
You sound like you’d be fun to share a brew with, though I can only imagine your schedule is also insane, hahah!
No clue if your user instance indicates where you’re from, but you just saying that reminds me of passing a boot around at a schnitzel house (haus?) back in the day =P
Lol. The brews are a good time. My job hours couldn’t be better. I work 48 hours on and 96 hours off. Gives me a lot of time to play… and work a 2nd job. I think we might be a ways off from each other. U.S in Missouri.
Ah, well then, we are actually fairly close in terms of physical location, I’m currently in South Dakota, hahaha!
Not from there originally, long story.
I could never handle that schedule though, sheesh!
Oh, the schedule is great. We get beds and sleep when not running calls. Have a kitchen to cook in and a living room type area with recliners. We train and stay busy till 5pm. After that we mainly just chill out and do what we want when we aren’t running a call. Usually get woke up once a night on average. Usually a medical call or a lift assist for an old person who’s fallen and can’t get up at night. But every time I get off work I’m on “a four day weekend”. It’s awesome.
That does sound fun, honestly.
I’d been able to do things like that a decade ago, long term camping trips, multi day paintball excursions…
Unfortunately, later on, I ended up getting assaulted and crippled, so now my life is mostly full time PT, interspersed with shitposting on lemmy, lol.
So yeah… I very fundamentally would not be able to keep up with that anymore, but it does still sound appealing, and honestly just gives me more determination to dedicate toward my PT… progress is slow, and painful, but the progress is also real.
Was in a wheelchair a year+ ago. Got to being able to use a cane and braces. Now I’m at the point where I can actually ditch either the cane or the braces for a decent amount of time.
Gotta just keep keeping with it.
Wow. I’m sorry that happened to you. Hell of a life setback, but congratulations on all the improvements you’ve gotten back so far. Keep that shit going. Id hate not being able to go camping and fishing, so you gotta get that back.
I appreciate the encouragement, genuienly.
Its… been wild.
Kind of just ended up actually living through the uh Fight Club line: “It is only after you have lost everything, that you are free to do anything.”
Was quite a bit of a perspective shift… and I’d previously been working with serving the homeless at a shelter (ironic), but nope, even that was nowhere near sufficient to fully understand what its like.
But yeah, it did net result in me finally defeating my impostor syndrome… I actually have genuine self confidence now.
I have literally survived things that … I literally saw kill other people, directly in front of me.
Made my way for a good bit of it by basically being the only person around that had basic, functional first aid training, and I more or less traded that for food, cigs, ‘reputation points’.
More or less dumb fucking luck that I remembered some trauma oriented medical training I got at gun range years back, and that I was able to hold onto a good more or less medical bugout bag I’d put together in case of emergencies.
Local firefighters were a lot more helpful and trustworthy than local cops, in terms of actually helping out with dire medical situations…
So I am a bit pleasantly biased towards firefighters in that way too, haha.
Anyway yeah, one of these days, I’ll get to go on a hike again, and that’ll honestly be me being a happy and fully content man.
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