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This picture is from an article called “The...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqvt1iHzaZ1qbvmlro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://imsorrycameron.tumblr.com/post/30203375212/this-picture-is-from-an-article-called-the"&gt;imsorrycameron&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;This picture is from an article called “The Rescuing Hug”. The article details the first week of life of a set of twins. Each were in their respective incubators and one was not expected to live. A hospital nurse fought against the hospital rules and placed the babies in one incubator. When they were placed together, the healthier of the two, threw an arm over her sister in an endearing embrace. The smaller baby’s heart stabilized and temperature rose to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;life is so beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/30426614923</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/30426614923</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2012 21:52:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Life isn&amp;#8217;t about waiting for the storm to pass&amp;#8230;.it&amp;#8217;s about learning to dance in...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Life isn&amp;#8217;t about waiting for the storm to pass&amp;#8230;.it&amp;#8217;s about learning to dance in the rain.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/28804598498</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/28804598498</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2012 21:37:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sometimes people leave you half way through the wood. Do not let it grieve you. No one leaves for...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes people leave you half way through the wood. Do not let it grieve you. No one leaves for good. You are not alone. No one is alone&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/28650803800</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/28650803800</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2012 17:16:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m going to stand outside, so if anyone asks I am outstanding.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m going to stand outside, so if anyone asks I am outstanding.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/27306670854</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/27306670854</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jul 2012 23:30:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Here&amp;#8217;s to the girls who don&amp;#8217;t wake up with perfect hair. Who don&amp;#8217;t mind eating a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#8217;s to the girls who don&amp;#8217;t wake up with perfect hair. Who don&amp;#8217;t mind eating a Big Mac instead of a salad. Who don&amp;#8217;t wear 50 pounds of makeup. Who&amp;#8217;d rather spend the day in sweatpants than skinny jeans. Who love the comfort of t-shirts. Who don&amp;#8217;t get all the guys. Who aren&amp;#8217;t &amp;#8220;popular&amp;#8221; but feel like it when they&amp;#8217;re with their friends. Who stick to sneakers instead of heels. Who aren&amp;#8217;t afraid to break a nail. Who don&amp;#8217;t always get their way. Who don&amp;#8217;t get everything they want. Who don&amp;#8217;t need a guy to tell them that they are beautiful. Here&amp;#8217;s to all the girls who are just like me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/27299962363</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/27299962363</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jul 2012 21:55:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>If sex between 3 people is a threesome and between 2 people is a twosome, now I understand why...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;If sex between 3 people is a threesome and between 2 people is a twosome, now I understand why people call you handsome.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/27283746008</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/27283746008</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jul 2012 17:47:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh Tifftopia, my heart is aching. Hope you know how much love I have for you. You&amp;#8217;ve been such...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Oh Tifftopia, my heart is aching. Hope you know how much love I have for you. You&amp;#8217;ve been such a wonderful support system for me. I wish I knew how to be one for you&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/26732046519</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/26732046519</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2012 21:25:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Never let your past experiences harm your future. Your past can&amp;#8217;t be altered and your future...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Never let your past experiences harm your future. Your past can&amp;#8217;t be altered and your future doesn&amp;#8217;t deserve the punishment.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/26245977198</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/26245977198</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2012 21:39:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What does a Paramedic, EMT or Firefighter make?

&amp;#8220;I make holding your hand seem like the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What does a Paramedic, EMT or Firefighter make?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I make holding your hand seem like the biggest thing in the world when I&amp;#8217;m cutting you out of a car. I can make 5 minutes seem like a life time when I go into a burning house to save your family. I can make those annoying sirens seem like angels when you need them. I can make your children breathe when they stop. I can help you survive a heart attack. I can make myself get out of bed at 3am to risk my life to save people I&amp;#8217;ve never met. Today I might make the ultimate sacrifice to save your life. I make a difference.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Re-post if you are in EMS or Fire services or love someone who is&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25886347895</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25886347895</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2012 14:16:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>1. The path is not straight.

2. Mistakes need not be fatal.

3. People are more important than...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;1. The path is not straight.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;2. Mistakes need not be fatal.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;3. People are more important than achievements or possessions. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;4. Be gentle with your parents. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;5. Never stop doing what you care about most.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;6. Learn to use a semicolon.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;7. You will find love.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-Marion Winik&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25899081198</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25899081198</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2012 22:30:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It&amp;#8217;s not what the world holds for you, it&amp;#8217;s what you bring to it</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s not what the world holds for you, it&amp;#8217;s what you bring to it&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25809023209</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25809023209</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2012 18:19:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>At an Irish wedding reception someone yelled&amp;#8230;.
&amp;#8220;Would all the married men, please stand...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;At an Irish wedding reception someone yelled&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;Would all the married men, please stand next to the one person who has made your life worth living.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
The bartender was almost crushed to death.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25681629334</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25681629334</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2012 20:25:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Love is a gift, not an obligation&amp;#8230;.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Love is a gift, not an obligation&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25617340313</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25617340313</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 22:04:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A friend is someone who does things that count, but does not stop to count them.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;A friend is someone who does things that count, but does not stop to count them.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25612765239</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25612765239</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 20:55:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Don&amp;#8217;t confuse your path with your destination. Just because it&amp;#8217;s stormy now...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t confuse your path with your destination. Just because it&amp;#8217;s stormy now doesn&amp;#8217;t mean that you aren&amp;#8217;t headed for sunshine.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25538706676</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/25538706676</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2012 20:02:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Why God made Paramedics &amp;amp; EMTs&amp;#8230;.

When god made paramedics &amp;amp; EMTs, He was on His sixth...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why God made Paramedics &amp;amp; EMTs&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;When god made paramedics &amp;amp; EMTs, He was on His sixth day of overtime. An angel appeared &amp;amp; said, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
 God said, &amp;#8220;Have you read the specs on this order? A paramedic/EMT has to be able to carry an injured person up a wet, grassy hill in the dark, dodge stray bullets to reach a dying child unharmed, enter homes a health inspector wouldn&amp;#8217;t touch, &amp;amp; not wrinkle his/her uniform. He/she has to be able to lift three times his/her own weight. Crawl into wrecked cars with barley enough room to move, &amp;amp; console a grieving mother as he/she is doing CPR on a baby he/she knows will never breathe again. He/she has to be in top mental conditions at all times, running on no sleep, black coffee &amp;amp; half eaten meals, &amp;amp; has to have six pairs of hands.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;
The angel shook her head slowly &amp;amp; said, &amp;#8220;Six pairs of hands&amp;#8230;.no way.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s not the hands that are causing me the problems,&amp;#8221;God replied. It&amp;#8217;s the three pairs of eyes a medic/EMT has to have.&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s on the standard model?&amp;#8221; asked the angel.&lt;br/&gt;
God nodded. &amp;#8220;One pair that sees open sores as he/she&amp;#8217;s drawing blood, always wondering if the patent is HIV positive.&amp;#8221; (when they already know they should&amp;#8217;ve taken that accounting job)&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;Another pair here in the side of his/her head for their partners safety. And another pair that can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim &amp;amp; say, you&amp;#8217;ll be alright ma&amp;#8217;am when he/she knows it isn&amp;#8217;t so.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;Lord,&amp;#8221; said the angel, touching His sleeve, &amp;#8220;rest &amp;amp; work on this tomorrow.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;I can&amp;#8217;t,&amp;#8221; God replied.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;I already have a model that can talk a 250&amp;#160;lb drunk out from behind a steering wheel without incident &amp;amp; feed a family of five on a private service paycheck.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
The angel circled the model of the medic/EMT very slowly. &amp;#8220;Can I think?&amp;#8221; she asked.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;You bet&amp;#8221;, God said.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;It can tell you the symptoms of 100 illnesses; recite drug calculations in its sleep; intubate, defibrillate, medicate, &amp;amp; continue CPR nonstop over rough terrain that any doctor would fear&amp;#8230;.&amp;amp; it still keeps its sense of humor. This medic/EMT also has phenomenal personal control. He/she can deal with a multi-victim trauma, coax a frightened elderly person to unlock their door, comfort a murder victim&amp;#8217;s family, &amp;amp; then read in the daily paper how medics/EMTs were unable to locate a house quickly enough, allowing the person to die. A house that had no street sign, no house number, no phone to call back.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
Finally, the angel bent over &amp;amp; ran her finger across the cheek of the medic/EMT.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;There&amp;#8217;s a leak,&amp;#8221; she pronounced. &lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s not a leak,&amp;#8221; God replied, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s a tear.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s the tear for?&amp;#8221; asked the angel.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s for bottled up emotions, for patients they&amp;#8217;ve tried in vain to save, for commitment to that hope that they will make a difference in a person&amp;#8217;s chance to survive, for life.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re a genius!&amp;#8221; said the angel.&lt;br/&gt;
God looked somber.&lt;br/&gt;
&amp;#8220;I DIDN&amp;#8217;T PUT IT THERE&amp;#8221; He said.&lt;br/&gt;
Unknown author&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/24929622353</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/24929622353</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 22:49:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What&amp;#8217;s that? You heard a bunch of stories about me? From someone who hates me? That shit MUST...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What&amp;#8217;s that? You heard a bunch of stories about me? From someone who hates me? That shit MUST be true!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/24200186962</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/24200186962</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2012 12:35:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Went to a double shooting tonight. This is the second one I&amp;#8217;ve been on. We were told that it...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Went to a double shooting tonight. This is the second one I&amp;#8217;ve been on. We were told that it was safe to approach, but really it wasn&amp;#8217;t. There were people everywhere and PD wasn&amp;#8217;t doing much to help. We triaged the scene and went to to the more critical patient. The fire department was there with us, and since they have to be EMT or paramedic certified, they tended to the less critical one. It wasn&amp;#8217;t in the best neighborhood and looking back on it, things could&amp;#8217;ve very easily taken a turn for the worse. On one hand you had a group saying that this person deserved it and on the other you had people saying that one deserved it. No one deserves to get shot. I had to basically scream to get people to move out of the way and those who didn&amp;#8217;t were pushed aside with the spine board I was carrying. There was another ambulance that came to back us up. We had already loaded the more critical patient, who was already dead, and they snatched the less critical one. They left before us do to the fact that they were able to get an IV faster and didn&amp;#8217;t have to worry about intubating their patient. I was able to do chest compressions though and there were even a few ribs left for me to crack. It sounds horrible, but it&amp;#8217;s a cool feeling. It feels like cracking your knuckles. The city police department was worthless. It took them forever to gain control. I had to drive forward and straighten out before I could back up. They kept telling me that I couldn&amp;#8217;t go straight down the street. I had lost it with the bystanders, but now I lost it with them. I yelled at the officer that going straight was the only way I was going to be able to straighten out and get the hell out of there. I, obviously, drove lights and sirens to the hospital and once there I wasn&amp;#8217;t able to find a parking spot because of all the police vehicles. That really pissed me off! Luckliy there were other EMS crew memebers there and they were able to move their ambulances out of the way and help us get our patient out of the truck. As soon as we got our patient into the ER, the doctor called it and pronounced our patient dead. No one was suprised. My only fear now is going to court. The officers kept asking us if we knew what happend. Yeah right! Like I have time to go around asking people what started it. Anyways, what&amp;#8217;s done is done. Another life has been taken for no good reason.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/23976228773</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/23976228773</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2012 23:15:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8220;Sigh No More Ladies&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; -Shakespeare 

Sigh no more ladies, 
Sigh no more. 
Men...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sigh No More Ladies&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; -Shakespeare &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Sigh no more ladies, &lt;br/&gt;
Sigh no more. &lt;br/&gt;
Men were deceivers ever,&lt;br/&gt;
One foot in sea,&lt;br/&gt;
And one on shore, &lt;br/&gt;
To one thing constant never, &lt;br/&gt;
Then sigh not so,&lt;br/&gt;
But let them go,&lt;br/&gt;
And be you blithe and bonny,&lt;br/&gt;
Converting all your sounds of woe,&lt;br/&gt;
Into hey nonny nonny!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/23463885094</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/23463885094</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2012 00:26:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8220;Into the woods you go again. You have to every now and then. Into the woods no telling when....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Into the woods you go again. You have to every now and then. Into the woods no telling when. Be ready for the journey. Into the woods, but not too fast for what you wish you lose at last. Into the woods, but mind the past. Into the woods, but mind the future. Into the woods but not to stray or tend to the wolf or steal from the giant. The way is dark, the light is dim, but now there&amp;#8217;s you, me, her and him. The chances look small, the choices look grim, but everything you learn there will help when you return there. The light is getting dimmer&amp;#8230;.I think I see a glimmer&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/23152413520</link><guid>http://scorpio81.tumblr.com/post/23152413520</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 01:21:53 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
