Paramedic. I always thought I'd love it, I loved being a carer. If the hours and pay were reasonable I'd still be in care but as a single parent, I just cannot afford to be zero on hours, NMW.
Then when my kid's dad died and I had to rush to his house to find DD sitting in the arms of a young paramedic I just knew there is no way I could do that.
I dealt with death. We did end-of-life care where I worked but these were elderly people who had lived a long life. Their families, though sad, knew it was time to let go. I don't think I am emotionally strong enough to support a young teenager through losing her parent or a mother losing her son.
The thing that got me the most is that the paramedic with DD was little more than a girl herself. She cannot have been older than 23 and she held DD and comforted her until I got there, all for a few pennies more than NMW. It's beyond wrong.