Blog 37: New York State of Mind

As we closed the door to the ambulance station, our shift came to a somewhat anticlimactic end. No big send off, no tearful farewells, in fact, no bugger all. But that was how we’d wanted it, choosing not to have a leaving party because, lets face it, we weren’t really leaving. However, this would be the last time we would see our place of work for a whole year. Now, I’m acutely aware of just how many people would love to be in this position, but just closing the door to an empty station, which like most places of work had become our second home, wasn’t how we’d pictured it. With nob... full info

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