I spent the past two weeks utterly frantic that I would go to ride time (part of paramedic school - riding 3rd as a student medic on an ambulance) and completely fall apart and end up with nothing to show for it.
Well, Wednesday was my first day, and our very first call was to meet up with a FD ambulance for a heart attack patient. We had to do everything on the move (literally: moving ambulance), including starting an IV, giving meds, and getting an EKG. Hell of a way to start off, but I did well according to my preceptor, and I feel a whole lot better about things now. Even having to get up at 4:30 in the morning seems worth it.