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Cleaning the inside of ambulances,

£5.90 an hour,

four till midnight.

White vehicle lit up in the darkness.

Blood, puke,

shit, piss,

mucus,

tissue, gunk, juice,

some other fluids,

not yet known to me,

but human matter,

splattered and sprayed wildly,

sticky under foot,

mesmerising…

What a mess.

So we scrub and mop and wipe,

clean and disinfect,

thinking of perfect hygiene.

But that feeling and mood

still thick in the air:

pain, agony, hurt,

death too perhaps.

But just cleaning ambulances

in the night,

peace and quiet

and all the madness you could want.

£5.90 an hour.

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Comments

<Deleted User> (7212)

Sat 18th Sep 2010 13:53

sounds like a typical Friday night round ours :)

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Isobel

Fri 17th Sep 2010 13:29

Would agree with Cate - love the pathos of the £5.90 an hour closure on it. I share the same niece - there are some funny stories to tell also - like the full term baby she delivered to a couple who had no idea they were expecting... perhaps she suffered extreme constipation/diarrhoea/indegestion/near death experience on a more regular basis than most of us!

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Cate Greenlees

Fri 17th Sep 2010 12:33

Very graphic and well written David. My niece is a paramedic so I know this just about sums it up pretty well.
Cate xx

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