In this episode we follow Lisa through every rank in dispatch she held up and to the point that she left to become an instructor. Both Lisa and Ty share 9-1-1 stories from their career and let us in on what’s new at NENA and their upcoming annual conference in San Antonio, Texas.
This is a must listen so please check it out and share it. To learn more about the IAED and NENA follow the links below. As always if you have any comments, questions or you would like to be a guest on the show, please send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Episode topics –
- Lisa’s 9-1-1 story
- 9-1-1 calls
- What’s new at NENA?
- Upcoming training & annual national conference
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