Emts Quotes

“Burnout occurs when an individual has experienced prolonged demands, chronic stress, fatigue, a lack of support, and a decrease satisfaction in what they are doing.”
― Asa Don Brown

“Self-care is essential to combating burnout.”
― Asa Don Brown

“Self-awareness is an essential ingredient in preventing or combating "burnout.”
― Asa Don Brown

“It has been a year of chaos, confusion, and complete madness.”
― Asa Don Brown

“Focus on areas of your life that bring you peace.”
― Asa Don Brown

“Remember that positive self-talk is an intrinsic part of a healthy mind.”
― Asa Don Brown

“Empowerment is giving someone the authority, or the power, to prove triumphant.”
― Asa Don Brown

“Be certain to limit your exposure to negative people and environments.”
― Asa Don Brown

“The Bad Halloween: A Crazies Night Chronicle by Stewart Stafford

I'm Rich—ambulance medic on Crazies Night,
Demented chariot driver in the mediverse,
Skeleton crew for swarms of ailing impostors,
Our dashboard crucifix, buffeting every curse.

Jittery, side-burned Jeff riding shotgun,
I tease his grumbling about missing fun:
"A toast with your Pumpkin Spice Latte!
Breakfast on me when our shift is done."

Behind us, a female living portrait groaned—
Drunk or high, headfirst, she kissed the road.
Mona Lisa frame unmounted for treatment,
delirious spoilers dropped for The Da Vinci Code!

Death's Reaper stood daring us in our path;
graveyard shift, centre line, gleaming scythe.
Brakes jammed, sirens blared, the prank waned—
This gothic vigilante traffic cop waved us by!

We dropped Patient Moaner at the hospital,
Jeff smoked, and I ate canteen Colcannon,
Our "bat signal" crackled, flashed in the cab:
"Cosplay brawl at the Hotel Shannon."

We drove off for more Boo-Boo Bus Bedlam
to hit our Gotham's streets and tend the injured.
Catherine wheel jack-o-lantern through windscreen;
The Pumpkin Bomber’s cackle went unheard.

Ears temporarily-deafened, thumbs up given;
Faces, hands, arms burned—scarred medics.
Flying glass cuts on our cheeks and necks:
Carers now mummified patients: sideline critics.

The first cracks of dawn chase shadows away;
A Grand Grimoire yielding to Grey's Anatomy,
Our carriage—the repair yard's hollow gourd,
All-Saints sunrise feast to shed All Hallows' agony.

On the Lord of Death's night, we didn't die:
Weary defiance met coffee and pumpkin pie.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford