I'm back in the local ambulance company's classroom to round out my medical training: Vermont teaches EMT programs in modules, and it's generally expected that First Responders will take at least the first two modules, which certify you to administer an AED and pressurized oxygen (oxygen is a prescription medicine. Who knew?). It's a strange thing, conceptually, to work through the question of why the hell I'm doing this. Do I have a hero complex? To an extent, I'm sure that's a factor. There's an element of gut instinct telling me to do it. My therapist would also point out long-standing issues regarding my childhood and a subsequent propensity to view situations as crises and proceed to resolve them. I'm not sure if this is something that will continue to develop in my life, or if it's just something to do while I'm in this place and this time. But I'm definitely prepping myself now for wherever this particular call leads.