I know that feeling. I was tools operator #2 as a probie around 17 years ago on a by-pass (free-way) junction just outside of my town, a car had smashed into the back of a slow moving artic trailer, traffic was still zooming passed at 60-70mph just inches from my side until the police arrived and closed the road about 15 minutes later.
You're really lucky to come out alive, 2 of our Borthers from Hertfordshire and another 2 from Hampshire fire and rescue in the UK recently lost thier lives in flashover/backdraughts. The man upstairs was smiling on you that day Bro'
I hear that, you can't be too careful who you speak to or could be listening in, it could turn around and bite you on the butt,they could be the deceased relatives, local media!!! Chinese whisper syndrome is the worst
We got a call to a domestic fire with 'Persons reported'. We got there, put the fire out, searched and asked around and found no casualty. My boss sent a radio message to control that the ambulance was not required. A few minutes later a man came out to us as we were making up. The casualty had been taken into a neighbours house, he had 20% 3rd degree burns and 30% 2nd degree burns. He had been smoking whilst filling his motor bike with petrol.
A good feeling knowing you're 1st attendance/attack, can be a bit nervy if it's a real go-wer and wondering how far away the next attending crew are for back up
You need to talk to someone about the guy under the burning truck, please don't bury it PTSD is our enemy and can get anyone of us at anytime whether it's soon after the experience or even years later, anything can trigger it. I had it after a house fire we were called to in the early hours in mid-winter. The family were outside on the pavement (side-walk) but two small children were still unaccounted for and no information on where they were last known to be in the house. With the fire still burning on the ground floor, myself and a probie made our way upstairs and did a rapid search of the rooms and bathroom but found nothing. The neutral plain (smoke-layer) was just maybe half a foot off the floor. Just then I saw a dark round shape appear in the wall at waist height as the smoke swirled around, it was a door handle, ignoring the danger signs I called to my 'Oppo' went in and found the children lying on the floor motionless, no bedding, no blankets dressed just in thin tee-shirt. We got them outside to the paramedics but they had stopped breathing and had also gone into cardiac arrest. The paramedics worked a miracle and revived them. sadly they are both permantly brain damaged due to lack of oxygen to the brain. The youngest was 3 at the time, the same age as my twin daughters. I kept getting flash-backs that were so real I could've been back in that house. This went on for nearly 2 years until I found the courage to talk to someone. Even now it's a bit hard to talk about.