As I arrived at the testing center the paranoia kicked in and my stomach started to tumble. I feel like I'm here to do battle. They WANT to fail me and I will need to fight like hell to even have a chance.
I know it's irrational, but thats what I think. I'm not a fighter by nature, but this time, bring it on, lets get to it. It's either you or me NREMT.
70 questions later I walk out the door wondering how long it will be before I can reschedule. It was a good fight but I think they got me. A cheap shot indeed, but I think they got me. No matter, we'll fight again and things will be very different.
Called Brian on the drive home. Crying. He's reassuing, "I'm sure you did great". I know it will be at least 1-2 days before I will know the results of the fight. I was bloody, bruised and tired but I thought I got a few good shots in too. I might not have won, but that test would know he was in a fight tomorrow.
I got home. Said hi to the family. Went to bed. Tossed and turned. Cried some more. Prayed. Tossed and turned again.
8:00am the next morning....Results are in. I passed! The test rolled over and showed me its belly! I may be broken up and bruised but...
I'm an EMT.
2 comments:
Congrats are in order for passing your test!!
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YEAH!!! YOU DID IT!!! Congrats to you missy. Great job!!
Corrine
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