Hurricanes

Having made the move to a small town after working in a big city, I find myself increasingly bored. There isn't as many ways to find trouble (or cause it), there isn't as much room to run, and there is a lot less work. Think about it- how many people die a week in a college town of less than 18 thousand? So I have been trying to think of ways to take up more of my time. Obviously working 6 days a week with the dead isn't an option. Even doing runs for the morgue wouldn't fill up the void. And, no, the morgue isn't hiring for all of you wondering.

I've considered going back to school and starting EMT training. I already have a good grasp on medicine and a better one on anatomy... but there is a pretty huge conflict of interest in the field of health care and death care. Besides, if I saw someone with minimal functioning, why would I want to save them? Why would anyone want to be a vegetable, hooked to machines for the rest of their lives? I would have a problem not simply driving some of these people straight to the morgue or mortuary just to save time (and have something to do later). So I am pretty close to nixing that idea.

While reading my spam mail (yes, I occasionally do that), I came across an old newsletter from DMORT (Disaster Mortuary Operational Response Team) and started thinking about joining their plight. I wanted to work Katrina, but was in some legal trouble and couldn't get down there. I think, now, I would be able to go on a pass... and it's supposed to be a terrible hurricane year. The thought of getting to work with floaters and rapidly decaying bodies excites me. I need to fill out some paperwork and talk to an attorney, but this is something I am rather sure I am going to be doing. I can't wait for hurricane season.