I work for a private EMS company as an EMT. My company covers most of an entire county. I get up at 5:30 every day, and from the time I get to the station until the time I get back, which mostly is an hour past my end time, I am transporting patients from facility to facility, and taking emergency calls in between. I end my nights with 9 pages of paperwork for every single patient i come in contact with. Today I saved a kid from overdosing on heroine and transported an infant who was seizing. Yesterday I had two cardiac arrests, both of which could not be revived. We don't save everyone. I've seen unimaginable trauma and terrible medical emergencies. But I wake up every day, put my 12 hours in, and go home and still try to make my wife and family as happy as I possibly can. We aren't heroes. We aren't saints. But I wake up every morning knowing that I have the chance to help someone, and that makes me feel a little better about the shithole world and situation I live in.