... working, just workin'...
First, let me say- if I owe you a phone call, text message, Tweet or lunch- I'm sorry. Been working a goofy schedule- every time the schedule straightens itself out, someone else quits and the chaos begins again. Crazy.
Second, to my dear friends and family- thank you so much for helping with the dogs. But- who ever taught the "little" dog to poop in the front yard is in very serious trouble.
Third, I know you're just dying to know- where the hell was I last night? Working. Working out in the freezing rain.
Folks- if you look out and the streets all shiny and every conceivable surface is coated with a layer of ice- stay home. Just stay home.
Had the honor of transporting a nice elderly gentleman to the ER in the middle of the storm- Complaint? Runny nose- "it just keeps running..."
Then the crashes started and didn't stop- oh, thanks for the OT folks. Your driving prowess is paying off my house and keeping my garage filled with two wheeled toys...
My partner and I responded to a 12 car smash up- it looked like one of those made-for TV crashes. Cars everywhere, at all kinds of crazy angles. Just one injury though.
Could have used those chopper guys from NBC's Trauma- or Lassie. Could hardly walk on the street because of the ice.
The ride to the ER was crazy- five miles in one hour and ten minutes. The last half mile is a curvy up hill- we had to turn around at the bottom and go up in reverse. Could not go up "the right way".
There were at least two City ambulances involved in crashes. One occurred not far from the crash I worked- they sheared off a utility pole and dropped the wires on the top of the truck.
The other that I know of the Medics commandeered an SUV and transported their patient in it. Now that's Old Skool- or Old West...
All of our peeps are alright...
Around 0700 we ran out of trucks- too many calls and it was taking too long to respond- and Dispatch was holding the low priority calls.
Ever call your ambulance a "bus"? One of our ambulances in another district started picking up the E3 (low priority) calls by stopping at each location, putting the patient on the bench seat and driving to the next patient. They'd load four or five and head for the closest ER.
Finally Police, Fire, and EMS all stopped responding to calls that didn't involve an immediate life threat.
But it's good to know we were able to sneak the dude with the dribbly nose in under the weather.