Well if my goal of moving south was to be with a busier dept, I have certainly succeeded. Yesterday was madness, and my department certainly got its money's worth from us. Save for 45 minutes that I slept in the passenger seat of my rig, we ran a full 24 hours.
We ran a call for a woman in seizures. Apparently she was at a friends house and they witnessed 3 of them before calling us. No one could give any information on her and one woman sitting next to her would ramble on and on, but when asked a direct question, would just grin at us without saying a word. The patient was postictal to say the least, just staring at us.. and when trying to assess her, she grabs my fingers in one hand and my thumb in the other and starts pulling... hard! I get myself free and use the crew from th engine company to help get her out and in my rescue. It takes a good 10 minutes to get all the bystanders to back the heck off and once we get this very disoriented woman on the stretcher, she announces that she, "has to make a boo-boo." I'm hoping she can hold it til we get to the ER. While checking her into triage, we were repositioning her O2 mask and her wig comes flying off... she is still postictal and while getting her set-up on a hospital bed.. she starts informing me on her allergies... the last one.. the most emphatic... being K-Y Jelly. I dont expect the hospital to be using any of that on you ma'am.
Had a frustrating asthma call... couldnt get a line to save my life... was really wishing we had RSI.. and to top it off.. several of my judgements were questioned by chiefs in the field hearing radio traffic. Everything ended up fine... just glad when the shift was over
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