I don't know if others like myself have this problem or not. I was a Hospital Corpsman in the Navy and for a very brief time an EMT II after service, but it was quickly apparent that my psych problems made handling stress to difficult to continue working with people under life and death situations.
However, it did not keep people refering to me with the slang title of "DOC". I know it is the way our fellow service men and women honor our contribution to their medical needs and it is easier to remember "Doc" than our names, but I am no longer in that line of work and have not stayed in the field of medicine or Emergency care, yet people still look to me, even in my wheel chair, knowing who and what I did in the service, when someone is injured or sick and in need of immediate assistance.
I no longer have the skill set nor psychy to deal with these kinds of situations. It's hard enough for me to deal with my own inadequacies in this area, but to tell people I no longer can help makes me feel worse than those standing around not knowing what to do, other than call 911.
I don't want to come across as if I don't care or don't want to help or get involved, but I just can't is all.
It's not that I don't like being refered to as "DOC" I was proud and felt appreciated by those under my care, especially during my time at sea, when it was me they looked to when they were in need. I even wear a Vest that displays a medic cadusa on it and plan to have a banner added to the back reading Hospital Corpsman to go along with the Navy banner on it now. I want people to know I am a Vet each and every time I go out in public, if anything it keeps the public knowing that not every serviceman, having been in combat or not, come away from the service all healthy and wise.
Man I got to find some medication I can take, another couple of days and nights like this, ragging all the time isn't doing my health any good. My blood pressure, which was dangerously down, is now dangerously up, my anxiety is way up, my mood is in the celler, my pain, well, I'm just glad my OxyC repfill came today
Well my stomach is telling me it's past my dinner time so I better do something about it or I won't be able to keep my energy up to help me get through this unusual bad time.
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I don't know if others like myself have this problem or not. I was a Hospital Corpsman in the Navy and for a very brief time an EMT II after service, but it was quickly apparent that my psych problems made handling stress to difficult to continue working with people under life and death situations.
However, it did not keep people refering to me with the slang title of "DOC". I know it is the way our fellow service men and women honor our contribution to their medical needs and it is easier to remember "Doc" than our names, but I am no longer in that line of work and have not stayed in the field of medicine or Emergency care, yet people still look to me, even in my wheel chair, knowing who and what I did in the service, when someone is injured or sick and in need of immediate assistance.
I no longer have the skill set nor psychy to deal with these kinds of situations. It's hard enough for me to deal with my own inadequacies in this area, but to tell people I no longer can help makes me feel worse than those standing around not knowing what to do, other than call 911.
I don't want to come across as if I don't care or don't want to help or get involved, but I just can't is all.
It's not that I don't like being refered to as "DOC" I was proud and felt appreciated by those under my care, especially during my time at sea, when it was me they looked to when they were in need. I even wear a Vest that displays a medic cadusa on it and plan to have a banner added to the back reading Hospital Corpsman to go along with the Navy banner on it now. I want people to know I am a Vet each and every time I go out in public, if anything it keeps the public knowing that not every serviceman, having been in combat or not, come away from the service all healthy and wise.
Man I got to find some medication I can take, another couple of days and nights like this, ragging all the time isn't doing my health any good. My blood pressure, which was dangerously down, is now dangerously up, my anxiety is way up, my mood is in the celler, my pain, well, I'm just glad my OxyC repfill came today
Well my stomach is telling me it's past my dinner time so I better do something about it or I won't be able to keep my energy up to help me get through this unusual bad time.
Rockhound Rider ;)
Edited by RockhoundAre you a paranoid schizophrenic
if the ones you think are out to
get you, really are?
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