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Array ( [sid] => 135676 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => You Don't See What I See [time] => 2007-07-02 12:42:11 [hometext] => This is about the side of EMS that only few get to see..... [bodytext] =>

It's the middle of the night
Tones start to ring
We go with sirens and lights
Help we've come to bring
A two car MVA, five patients on scene
With two fatalities
Overwhelming it seems
You don't see what I see

A child screaming, bleeding too much
You work hard to get to her, but you can't rush
You're halfway in the car, holding onto her hands
Quickly loosing hope, you hold onto every strand
And all of a sudden, the crying stops....
You're partner checks for a pulse, his head he nods
You don't see what I see

Mom is screaming, there's no calming her down
Til the day you die, you'll never forget her sound
You start working on her son, hoping he has a chance
But still the same outcome, death takes it's stance
You look over at the patient of the other car, afterall he was driving
He says he's not drunk, you know he is lieing
You don't see what I see

You go look at him and make sure he's ok
Before he's put in jail, but let out the next day
He can hardly comprehend everything that's going on
He shows no remorse for his doing wrong
You try to find dad and hope to offer some support
But nothing will console his childrens lives being cut short
You don't see what I see

You feel nothing but sorrow for this family's loss
And know for certain that drunk won't pay the cost
And you try to keep it together while you're still on scene
Although deep down inside, you're aching to scream
You save the ones you can while letting the others go
This side of EMS only few outsiders know.
You don't see what I see.

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You Don't See What I See

Contributed by cuttersangel on Monday, 2nd July 2007 @ 12:42:11 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief





It's the middle of the night
Tones start to ring
We go with sirens and lights
Help we've come to bring
A two car MVA, five patients on scene
With two fatalities
Overwhelming it seems
You don't see what I see

A child screaming, bleeding too much
You work hard to get to her, but you can't rush
You're halfway in the car, holding onto her hands
Quickly loosing hope, you hold onto every strand
And all of a sudden, the crying stops....
You're partner checks for a pulse, his head he nods
You don't see what I see

Mom is screaming, there's no calming her down
Til the day you die, you'll never forget her sound
You start working on her son, hoping he has a chance
But still the same outcome, death takes it's stance
You look over at the patient of the other car, afterall he was driving
He says he's not drunk, you know he is lieing
You don't see what I see

You go look at him and make sure he's ok
Before he's put in jail, but let out the next day
He can hardly comprehend everything that's going on
He shows no remorse for his doing wrong
You try to find dad and hope to offer some support
But nothing will console his childrens lives being cut short
You don't see what I see

You feel nothing but sorrow for this family's loss
And know for certain that drunk won't pay the cost
And you try to keep it together while you're still on scene
Although deep down inside, you're aching to scream
You save the ones you can while letting the others go
This side of EMS only few outsiders know.
You don't see what I see.





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Re: You Don't See What I See (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Tuesday, 3rd July 2007 @ 02:25:53 AM AEST
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a very powerful well penned out write.. good job

vampyress jenni


Re: You Don't See What I See (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Tuesday, 3rd July 2007 @ 07:47:20 AM AEST
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Wow, extremely gripping write. EMT I am not, but I have been a nurse for over 22 years and I can say I have seen a few things, but yes, this....your part of the job, I would not want. I cannot imagine what you must go through. I also practiced in a small town community hospital, I feel you are from a larger area and probably see a lot on your shift. People like you are the real heroes, thanks for being there for others.
Thanks for sharing your experience.
Much peace,
Laura


Re: You Don't See What I See (User Rating: 1 )
by patp on Friday, 6th July 2007 @ 08:35:52 AM AEST
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Very nice poem. It had my eyes watering to think of the family who had lost and the little girl that lost her life. Very well done, very sad


Re: You Don't See What I See (User Rating: 1 )
by AnenaLynne on Tuesday, 24th July 2007 @ 02:23:16 PM AEST
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omg..so true and slightly haunting...good!


Re: You Don't See What I See (User Rating: 1 )
by wheels on Monday, 4th August 2008 @ 04:21:38 PM AEST
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Wow very well written accound of what most never do see. It is a compelling insight to the life of an emt. I think i may post one tonight from my emt days - tho not as well penned - i wrote it a long time ago.

--kevin


Re: You Don't See What I See (User Rating: 1 )
by muskiewoman on Tuesday, 10th November 2009 @ 07:48:41 PM AEST
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Extremely effective words,
right down to the last written.

Bravo!

I have passed this along to others that could relate.

Thank you for sharing,
Collette




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