Back to Eidsvold

The perfect description for my
shift in Caboolture ED

So before I left they asked if I could extend my contract by 3 weeks, my lease finished the day I got back home, so I offered to do one week off 2 weeks back, which they were ok with.  So after a great week at home catching up with friends, one ridiculously busy shift at Caboolture ED (which made me grateful to be working in a small country town), and one very hungover 4 hour drive, I'm back in Eidsvold and still loving it. 
 
My second night back in Eidsvold I had to transfer a patient having runs of VT to the air strip, essentially a paddock with a bumpy dirt track.  And I have decided that I absolutely have the coolest job ever, not only because I got to ride in the ambulance for the transfer, but because it was dark, we had to drive around on the runway with the sirens on to scare all the roos and wallabies away before the plane landed and took off again.  It...was...brilliant.  I felt like Goose.  


On a completely unrelated note, I'm in love with this song again.  Mainly because I've only just realised that the lyrics are "Your menstruating heart" and not (as I originally thought) "You're menstruating hard"...

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I spent my day off in Bundy, and did some shopping.  And I think I'm covered for doing good deeds for a month now.  I stopped at the IGA on the way home, on my way out a lady stopped me:
"Excuse me darling, do you have any jumper leads"
I didn't, so I offered to drive her up to the Service Station on my way out of town.  

This turned into driving her to her sister's house to borrow money to hire the jumper leads.
Which then turned into driving her brother-in-law, Bruce, to the other side of Bundy, to her nephew's house to borrow his set of jumper leads.

Bruce had no teeth, and gets in the car with a XXXX Gold Tally in a paper bag and he spent the first 5 minutes of the drive saying "Ahhh Friday". So I asked him what he did for work. (Oops).

He replied after some contemplation "I'm 100% committed to my cultural heritage."
"Oh ok, that's pretty cool" I replied.
This prompted him to spend the next 20 minutes free-styling slam poetry and saying "how was that one, sister? Not bad eh?" and "BOOM" ... a lot.  

Some of it was pretty good.  

So we get to the nephew's place, Bruce comes back out after a minute.
"How'd you go?"
"Yeah, he's going to drop them around."
I drove Bruce back home, without any jumper leads.  

The naive optimist in me says they did just need jumper leads and appreciated my help.  The cynic in me says I may have unsuspectingly and unwillingly provided the transport for a drug run.  Oh well, it takes all sorts. 

So a couple more shifts and I'm heading to Agnes Water for a few days by the beach.  I can't wait to tell you all about it!

Love to all xx