Friday, June 24, 2011

The Mutual Aid Call and the Urban Midnight Refusal

Going across the City border to help our paramedic-less neighbors in the dirty little town next door.

The little town on the Cities southern border has fallen on hard times. Dwindling population, rising crime rate, disintegrating school system, corrupt, indifferent government- and an EMS system run by a family of out of touch morons who can't keep a paramedic on staff to save their lives ( literally and figuratively). So it came as no surprise when we got a call to provide some EMS mutual aid in this cesspool of the future.

Our patient was a 20 year old male who had gotten an old fashioned ass-beating from persons unknown. In a place he didn't want to name. For reasons we wouldn't understand... OK, whatever.

When we pulled up he was sitting on some steps arguing loudly with the police. I recognized the guy immediately- we had treated and transported him the year before after he had been shot in the back. The shooting had been done by three teenage gangstas on bikes. Seriously.

I asked if he had been searched. Nope- he's the victim, why search him? Hey, in the City he would have been searched and if his attitude continued, cuffed. Plus he's a known druggie who has been involved in gun violence in the past- please search him before we go any further.

The prospect of being searched got our buddy really, really worked up. He escalated his argument with the police to the point that the sergeant on scene grabbed the kid and told him to "get the hell out of here while you still can"- this message was also relayed by the other officers . So the "patient" gathered up his homie and his girlfriend and disappeared down the sidewalk into the night.

... and we put our ambulance back into service with an Urban Midnight Refusal.

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