hard work

Now I work hard. As a point in case, I work three different jobs, 7 days a week. Monday to friday, 8 til 5 you can find me working in a factory, building doors, and the odd window. Sometimes that job crosses into my other line of employment. First aid. I work for two companies to provide first aid, all over London. In 24 hours I've been from east to west, with almost no sleep. These two careers have only crossed once, when a motorcyclist came off his bike in front of my work. Now I don't claim to know it all, but I can take care of myself, I have been doing this for 8 years. And my skills have only increased. Take last weekend, working in a nightclub. A batch of drugs had been cut with something untoward, our 3 bay first aid room ended up with about 10 people in, and just outside of it, most suffering from the bad effects of this drug. When several people come in with the same problem, you know somethings wrong. Problems increase when a patient has sats of 95%. So an airway went in and oxygen went on. I wish I knew what happened to him, but thats the nature of the job, your the first into a situation, and the last to know the outcome. Not that I mind though, I love the job and the satisfaction of helping people, be it a cut or a cardiac.