I’ll Pay You Back, I Promise!

I used to be normal. Just a regular guy with a wife and kids. Helping out with the shopr amb Yoram promise of payback 1174986_236652446487699_1470146364_npping, a family trip to the park to play ball—these were everyday events, hardly a blip on my radar screen. Then everything changed. At the age of 34, I discovered I had M.S.  Like a thief in the night, the M.S. stole my happiness. I went from a healthy adult who can walk on his own feet to a cripple in a wheelchair.  A cripple who cannot do anything for himself. Continue reading I’ll Pay You Back, I Promise!

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Books Are Great but…

“Books are great,” says Matityahu Kreitman, “but I wanted to get a feel for the real thing. I’m a pre-med student and, of course, I have tons of material to learn but I was anxious to develop a real understanding of the patient and, for that, I needed real patients.” 

pr amb row 1690_ne_related_content_a_pic_4dfbeMy chance came in the summer, a perfect time to fulfill my ‘volunteer hours’. I chose Ezer Mizion’s Ambulance Division. They provide transportation for the elderly and the disabled. It’s hard for me, a young guy, to imagine. When I want to go somewhere, I just go. It’s hard to get my head around the concept of someone not being capable of getting where he has to be. Continue reading Books Are Great but…

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And on the way, I…

 ambulance IMG_2569“I’m sorry I’m a little late,” the Ezer Mizion driver apologized to his wheelchair –bound patient whom he was scheduled to drive to the clinic. The patient, like so many others, who have no way of traveling to the clinic on their own, had been a bit concerned when his ride was late. A taxi, as expensive as it is, would not do, since he needed a vehicle that could accommodate his sitting in his wheelchair and what taxi driver would be amenable to carrying him down two flights of stairs! Continue reading And on the way, I…

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Lag B’Omer at Meron

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Many seniors sat at their window this year wishing they could go to Meron for Lag B’Omer as in the past. Imprisoned in their disability, it was no longer possible.

And many seniors, still stunned at their good fortune, sat at the windows of Ezer Mizion’s eleven ambulances, hardly able to believe that the familiar scenes were real. Continue reading Lag B’Omer at Meron

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The Other Side

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From the thoughts of Avi Sorias, an ambulance driver for Ezer Mizion

“Here,” says the young man from behind me. “At the right.”
From my place at the steering wheel, I glance at his image in the mirror. He sits there, limp and helpless, his head dropped back against the seat. His voice is soft, almost a whisper.
The vehicle, a modern Ezer Mizion ambulance, pulls up by a tall building. “Are you okay?” I ask the closed eyes behind me.
The young man, shaken, sharply pulls himself up in his seat, plastering a care-free smile on his gaunt face. “No,” he replies seriously, “but only you and I have to know that.”
He thanks me profusely for the ride, takes a deep breath, and steps out to the broad sidewalk.
The street is humming with people at this midday hour: Children are coming home from school, cheery preschoolers prance along with their colorful backpacks, busy parents rush along their way. A cat darts out from between the cars, startling a high-school girl leisurely walking home.
The young man continues along the path to the building. He stops a moment and glances at a large public bulletin board displaying freshly-pasted death notices announcing the demise of a special member of the community.
He scans it silently. I watch him and feel a stab of sadness, painfully aware of the thoughts running through his mind.
“He is so young,” I think to myself. “He has four little children at home. And so very little stands between him and a notice just like this one!” Continue reading The Other Side

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A Snow Day?

Snow is a way of life for many people. Only a few inches? Ho hum.  But in Israel it is a momentous event with schools closing and roads closed for even a relativelypr ambulance snow 1- 2013 small amount of snow.

 

For children, it is the ultimate delight. Even parents join them in their frolicking.  But the disabled who has an important doctor’s appointment, the dialysis patient who is due at the clinic that day, the frail, elderly holocaust survivor who needs to see his physician today—they are helpless without the assistance of Ezer Mizion’s Ambulance Division. Continue reading A Snow Day?

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Countless Kindnesses

o Yaakov and Ariel,Who carry the responsibility of the passengers and drivers on their shoulders,

Who open the door to every request, and help out each one in the best possible way.

To the devoted driver,

Who loyally holds the steering wheel,

His tires churning out countless kindnesses in all kinds of places. Continue reading Countless Kindnesses

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Wheels

Dear Ezer Mizion Ambulance Team,

“…The wheels of time speed down the highway of life, dashing forward as in a hurtling race down the broad lanes,

Passing the various interchanges, crossing busy intersections.

Only on occasion, when something gets caught in the wheels… Continue reading Wheels

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What A Ride Means when Illness Strikes

There are some things that you hear a lot about, but do not really grasp until you encounter them in real life. Only then do you suddenly truly understand all that you heard or saw on

the subject, and realize that – until now – you really had no idea what it was all about. Continue reading What A Ride Means when Illness Strikes
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