Had a few days off due to my hockey schedule, picked up some overtime on the BLS transport... did a call for a 9 yr old heading home from Children's. The transport was across state lines so they needed to make sure that the whole crew was Ohio certified. Child was non-verbal with mental retardation due to trauma received at 5 weeks old. Apparently she was picked up by her legs and thrown several times. She now has daily multiple seizures and has had numerous hip surgeries.... now the enlightening part of all this was her caregiver who rode home with us up front with my partner. The main road off her street was under construction and she had no idea how to tell us to get to her house. What should have taken an hour took us 2 hours. I can hear my partner up front asking this woman, "Are you SURE this is the right road?"... "yes... yep, this looks familiar".... 10 minutes later I hear my partner, "Nope, this isnt the right road... its a dead end!" I think we might have passes the Clampets house somewhere along the way. I get paid by the hour, not the run... I didnt care.
Did a call for a drunky-poo who fell down and go boom. Call came in as a man being drug down the highway. We happened to be calling county for something else and they were asking us if we had seen anything since the area we were at was where this call was coming from. We hadnt. But 2 mins later we were dispatched to head back to the area, the PD had someone. Guy has only been in the country for a week.. no visible signs of trauma, and the only english he can mutter is "Drink Tequila". Apparently him being "drug"... was his buddy who also spoke very little English was the one dragging him OFF the highway. LOL
Did a call for chest pain. Guy self-administered 2 Bayer so he was a step ahead of me.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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