Yupp, sadly I had just realized this after almost 6 years in EMS. I'm getting out ASAP. Each 24hr shift is non stop. I get no sleep. It's not worth it. The stress, the possible injuries, no sleeping every shift, nothing.  I had a call recently where we picked up the typical entitled (insert war here) Vet, where they are massively obese, riddled with diabetes and purple feet, etc. They joke, laugh and call 911 for the dumbest reasons. This call was this guy, and as my partner and I were taking him out of the ambulance, he laughed and readjusted his weight (he told us the last time he checked he weighed 420+) which caused us to slightly loose grip. He said, "ha ha now don't drop me or else your broken backs will end your career."  This fucking cunt purposefully moved on the gurney causing it to rock a little bit, and said that while we were taking it out of the ambulance. Once the fuck face was safely on the ground, I fucking yelled at him. "Really? It's funny to think that your weight can end our fucking career??!! I don't care how many wars you served in, you are a sick fuck. Fuck you for trying to end our careers with your fat!"  That was the first time I yelled at a patient. Usually I'm cool and calm, during a code, or even while restraining a druggie. But this sent my blood boiling. Fucking proof that fatties really don't care about others at all, even if we are helping them.  End rant. I'm leaving EMS for sure. Thanks for volunteering as an EMT, I would never not get paid to do this!