In case of emergency, don't call me, call a paramedic
OPINION: I AM not a good person to have around in an emergency.
I panic far too easily and my mind instantly skips forward to the worst-case scenario.
You have a headache? Could be a brain tumour.
Any sign of a fever and I am googling "what to do when diagnosed with Ebola".
I know it is ridiculous but I can't help it - I also blame my kids.
Before becoming a parent I considered myself to be a somewhat rational person but I barely remember what that is like.
The fear of something happening to your children has the potential to turn you into a paranoid lunatic.
But it has also made me appreciate and admire the people who are able to hold it together in those kinds of situations.
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Another thing that happens when you have kids (ok, boys) is your dealings with doctors, paramedics and nurses skyrockets.
When my then-five-year-old crashed his motorbike; split his head running away from a daddy long legs; or was shivering through a 40-degree fever I was neither calm nor collected.
Those are the times I am utterly reliant on people like paramedic Danielle Almond to hold it together and save the day.
I hate to imagine a world without these types of heroes and admire them for doing such an important and undoubtedly difficult job.
