What it’s like on the front line.

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Last night, I went to drop something to my children, who were at their dad’s house, before I headed off to my night shift as a paramedic. It was my fourth shift in so many days. I’ve done almost 55 hours this block.

My high school aged son looked down at me from the balcony that overlooks the long driveway.

“Mum, do you have COVID? Do I have to stay away?”

This my life now.

I have two children who are both in school and old enough to understand the crazy mixed-up world we’re living in now.

They understand what their mum does for a job and they understand the risk I am putting myself at.

Sadly, that means they are also becoming increasingly distant.

My own children are petrified of hugging me in fear of me having the virus.

Generally, I’m a fairly well-rounded individual, I’m very blunt and realistic about the ‘bad things’ in life. I’m exposed to the worst of the worst in…

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