Ambulance Today – Autumn Edition 2020

The Autumn Edition for 2020, has hit the shelves, it’s live now on Ambulance Today.

This edition of Ambulance Today takes a look at the many different responses from EMS providers all over the world to the SARS–CoV–2 Pandemic, alongside a wealth of other interesting and progressive articles.

This Africa Quarterly (written whilst working in the Middle East) explores the dynamic of COVID medics locked out their home countries – as “Editor Joe” says:

Mike Emmerich offers a usually thought-provoking and poetic opinion piece on the lifestyle of a COVID medic locked out from their home country

Click on the link below to download and read the entire magazine (you’re welcome) and of course my article on page 56 & 57

From the Africa Desk of Ambulance Today – Lost and Found in the Time of COVID

Ambulance Today Spring Ed 2020

To all the followers of this page, if you want to see an article written about any specific aspect of Emergency Care on the African continent, or get me to interview a key role player, drop me a mail. Equally, if you have any news items you would like us to run either in our magazine or on our daily updated global ambulance news website please make contact.

For the readers from Africa, if you wish to advertise or have a free advertorial written up in the magazine, make contact and lets see how I can assist …

To my fellow passionate EMS friends across the world, I trust you are enjoying this journey, as we continue to explore this fascinating continent. Till then be safe out there and stay passionate – Enjoy!

© 2020 michael d emmerich

What is this ….

life, for what purpose

to what end do we exist, or do we?

dwelling in the pain of human finitude

with transient joys, to what end



do not the beasts of the field have more purpose?

finding happiness and meaning,

is it even possible in their world

can we even control what matters?



a reason and a season for this perpetual autumn

my dreams are as stormy clouds, fast approaching

yet tomorrow never arrives

for we are destined to shuffle on and off



we live, we die, we know not why

what is this life

is it even meant to have meaning?

breath, eat, love, shit, work

and then …..
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snoopy meaning of life

White Feathers

A poem on wrote for the International day of Peace in 2016 …. worth another read …

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Inspired to write a poem on peace, seeing as the 21st of Sept was/is the International Day of Peace.

a white feather fell from heaven doves fly by a bullet whistles past blood drips from the bough of a tree peace in our time is the mantra can it be believed cowardice, faith, protection, bravery peace so many messages, to which do we cleave hope from beyond; past, present or future don’t shoot the messenger crying white doves circle hoping they do not die bringing their message doves cry where children die hope dies when doves cannot fly may they be lifted on the wings of peace upwards to a burning sky to a place with no name the sun sets on a world in disarray how many more white feathers need to fall from a burning sky the spirits are watching are they at peace? I pray that…

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The Sunsets and Rises across the Red Sea

Have been based on the Red Sea in KSA since June. The desert  scenery is vast, breathtaking, desolate and beautiful. I have been going for sunrise runs/cycles across the barren plains and coast, feeling the morning heat rising and the humidity been burnt off as the wind slowly picks up, drying out everything, including my sweat soaked training gear and drying the sweat on my body. Here are some of the photo’s, taken with my Huawei P40 Pro, and amazing camera phone. More to follow … 🙂 … as, thanks to COVID I am still here for a few more months.

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Enough !!

how long must one endure?

giving up not coz I don’t care

but because others don’t

I’ve fuckin’ had enough



stepping back from life’s bullshit

fighting a losing battle

trying not to lose war

by losing the battle



how deep must one dig?

until you find it all,

then to discover

maybe you still do

….

© 2020 michael d emmerich

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Too Tired To..

I

the last autumn leaf cleaves

bone tired, refusing to fall

grasping the weathered phalange

extending from the gnarled skeletal branch

reaching ….

by a mere filament it hangs

to stubborn … or

too tired to fall

II

that feeling, at days end

when the marrow has been sucked

from the core of your life

when you just too tired to sigh

……

yes, one of those days

that’s how I wake up these days

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The Banality of Corporate Deceit

Sad but true – far to often I get caught up in this type of corporate greed, where for a few dollars more or an attempt to save on a budget line item …. staff/practitioners are put at risk. Here we go again … just for a few dollars more on our bottom line lets see how we can fuck you over whilst you slave away on the ground in the middle of a pandemic, let me count the ways I can fuck you over salary, equipment, medications .. oh I’m sure I will find a way; to increase my “cost saving” bonus at year end … but don’t worry says the fat cat – while he sits at home; sees his family, sips his whiskey and enjoys the comforts and human touch, whilst those of us in the trenches have (as usual) none …

Take a read at the poem in the link below … nothing changes …they always the same, no matter how many times they revisit their values and mission statements at fancy weekend management conventions ..

https://mikesnexus.com/2016/02/21/the-banality-of-corporate-deceit/

What is Home?

home is where we start

but not where were it ends

the pathway from birth to death

is littered with choices



collected, used, stored, discarded

some stones sparkle and tempt

others lie cracked, damaged, exposed

by life's harsh realities



yet there is value in these damaged stones

and then, one day, I will die somewhere

against my will or another’s

but not today
© 2020 michael d emmerich
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Do No Harm

“First do no harm” – Primum non nocere

responsibility and the cost thereof

who bears responsibility

who carries the burden

when others do not


what price is paid

in blood or stress?

they pay in blood, but not their own

sooner or later the piper calls


hippocratic or hypocrite?

to do no harm one must,

at least be able to do

I came to save not bury


the greater the responsibility

the greater the cost

what is the price

of keeping others alive?
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do no harm

 

This Novel Storm

the sun is behind the clouds

can it rain for a lifetime?

a gray-black morass

hangs over all



this damocles sword

denying all of happiness

who reside amongst this,

constant apprehension



this novel storm that rages

cuts all to the quick

while remaining an affirmation of life

despite the suffering
© 2020 michael d emmerich
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