About Parapup

I’m a paramedic in an urban area, and have been so for, well, not all that long.  I studied forensic anthropology in college, but I ended up working in a coffee shop for a while afterward.  As luck would have it, forensic anthropology is one of those really cool majors you can’t do a whole lot with.  I took an EMT class a few years ago based on a double dog dare from one of the patrons of the coffee shop.  I honestly thought I was going to prove that in no way, shape, or form would I ever want to work with living people.  You might suspect this by now, but I proved just the opposite.  I love being a paramedic.  I love crawling into busted up cars and being the person who tells someone “It’s going to be okay.  I’m here, and I’m going to help you.”  I love that I never have any idea what my day is going to be like when I lace up my combat boots.  I love that little kids look at me like I’m a superhero.  I even love working in a field that is in its infancy compared to other legions of medicine and response. 

I hope you enjoy my ruminations.  Feel free to comment or drop me a line at parapupblog@gmail.com.


  • I haven’t been able to find a person who became an EMT for the reason I did.
    If I hadn’t been forced to watch my sister dying in front of me, and being calmed down by the EMT’s who arrived to help her, I never would have worked in Emergency Medicine.
    When this happened I was 13 and my sister was 7.

  • NinoMalo says:

    Hey, I sorta of like being the “patron” at the coffee shop that issued the double dog dare…

  • NinoMalo says:

    We all have our own reasons for becoming paramedics. Mine was due to being a critical care patient for many, many months. when I got my second chance, I went to EMT school, rode as an EMT for a few months and then went to paramedic school. It was the best decision of my life.

  • Capnmyk says:

    i got into EMS cuz a moray eel tried to biye off my finger

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