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Monday, September 22, 2003

 

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Part deux. Worked only 9 hours yesterday at the ambulance. Got someone to cover the last three hours so that I could come home and install lovely wife's waterbed. It took about 4 hours or so of clearly unsuitable physical labour but it is done.

New mattress, liner and heater. Actually got the mattress centered better than ever before. Yay, me! Don't know when I went to bed because I was falling down tired.

Three calls yesterday. I am becoming a shit magnet. Pediatric asthma attack and a mental with a knife (that the cops cancelled us on, thank you Lord!). The third call happened right in front of me. We had eaten lunch and my partner went into a store to look for something. So I was hanging in the parking lot, holding up the ambulance with my shoulder, and looking around. I see a boy lying on the pavement. I see a bike on top of him. I see a car on top of the bike. I go "Holy Shit!" and grab my radio "EMS Dispatch, East Rochester 3259 with an emergency!"

When it all sorted out, after BOTH 12 yr old boy and middle aged woman attempted to leave the scene, the boy had some scrapes and such. Mom and dad took him home, for a discussion to include, but not limited to, why he wasn't wearing his bike helmet.

Apparently I can now count on having the other half of a crew, since I had medics all day yesterday, and by the schedule I see that I will have some for my next shifts. Personnel had been short for a while and I went several months not being able to count on having another person to make up a full crew. One of my new regulars is an MD, and the other two are fairly new, but good, medics. I drive, which is ok, but that means I don't get to EMT. I just get to stick my nose in and make suggestions when I see something, which isn't great for the new medics, but I hope helps them in the long run. If for no other reason than they learn to tell me to piss off. And that is a skill that all EMT's need.


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