When I was in training to become an EMT, my teacher scoffed at my expensive blood pressure cuff and fancy med bag. He said to me, "Look, everything you learn here is useless. Once you get into the field, you'll see that you only need two tools to get the job done.
Band-aids, and a pillow."
I blinked and said, "Well, I understand the band-aid part, but what's with the pillow?"
Leaning behind his desk, my teacher slowly pulled out a powder blue airline pillow, and begun humming a familar tune. He said,
"For the patients the band-aids can't help."

Oya, you found me! Well, let's not be rude. I'm Reva.
This
here be where I keep the majority of my stories, my thoughts, and the
occasionally smutty diatribe. Enjoy your stay, drop a note, and viva!