Monday, July 25, 2011

Night Shift in The City

The shift started like most of them do- with the tones going off. We rotated between red angry intoxes and blue dopers.The good, the bad, the ugly. The hopefull and the hopeless. Around us The City did its lurching, stumbling dance.Working girls on the sidewalk, pushers in the shadows, Gangsters patrolling their turf.
We can hear voices- yelling, fighting, laughing. Music. Sometimes the sound of gunfire.
Besides the denizons of the urban deep there's no one out but us, the cops and the garbage trucks.




Thursday, July 7, 2011

...And Here's Why EMSers Get Fat...

A brief exploration of health and nutrition issues relevant to Emergency Medical personnel.

I found this nutritional time bomb in the Medic/ EMS Room of a local hospital. Please note the upper right corner of the label- the maker of this blob of goo wants you to believe this thing is a good source of protein...


...you don't believe that do you?

Here's the back label- you could have had three apples or a couple graham crackers and some juice, or three eggs, or two eggs, toast and coffee, or three bananas, or an orange, an apple, a banana and water...or a bowl of cereal- I hate lectures so I'll stop. I think I've made my point.


Here's the bottom line- if you let the EMS room overlords feed you this crap you will turn into a waddling tub of goo in short order. "Cause you are what you eat. Sorry.




Sunday, July 3, 2011

Don't Make It Any Harder Than It Already Is

EMS is already a challenge- don't make it harder than it has to be by conjuring up demons from the nether world.

Does anyone know where paramedic students come up with the wacky scenarios they're always running past the EMS crews they precept with?

Here's an example, courtesy of Mark who precepted with us last night in the City:

"Ok, what if you had a patient with Ebola. What if they spontaneously combusted? Then what? What do we do then?"

C'mon- are you serious man? But hey, I am your preceptor and I did tell you "Never say never" so here goes-
  • Do we know for sure the patient has Ebola? If so we'll have to make some phone calls 'cause we got ourselves an incident.
  • Spontaneously combust? Don't think Ebola patients do that. BUT- if they do- hows 'bout we put the fire out. Now that was simple enough.
Happy now Mr. Medic Student? Hope so because that is the last goofy tangent you're going off on 'till graduation.


Saturday, July 2, 2011

Road ID and Other Stuff to Look For...


The folks at Road ID would like First Responders to be on the look out for their products on runners and cyclists in distress. So, being both a runner and a cyclist (but not a Road ID user) I thought I would help spread the word.

More info here: http://www.roadid.com/FirstResponder/

Also- be aware there are other bracelets, medallions and wallet cards you should be watching for.

OK- that's it. Get back to work.


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November 21-27, 2011- National EMS Moratorium Week


Friday, July 1, 2011

The National EMS Moratorium

Help is on the way for the underappriciated, underpaid, overworked EMS worker- Paramedic, EMT-B, First Responder join hands- your day has come.

You know, as I make my rounds of the City at night, providing aid and comfort to the sick and injured, I don't always feel as appreciated as I feel my work warrants.

Case in point- last night we were doing a "check the welfare" call. We had to stop and wait at the entrance to the apartment building while the property manager went for the keys. I heard a bystander say- "They don't mind waiting. Not for the money they're making." Say what? Get real folks.

So here's what I'm proposing- the week of Thanksgiving 2011 I suggest that every EMS worker in the country- no, the world- stay home. That's right- seven days world wide with no emergency medical services anywhere, for anyone, for any price.

Seven days world wide of no 911 taxi cab. Seven days of treating grandpa's CHF all by yourself. Seven days of cleaning Lil' Timmies boo-boos and tending to the babies seizures. Seven days of you, Mr. and Ms. Public, carrying fat Uncle Ralphie down five flights of stairs when he has chest pain in the middle of the night. Hell- seven days of getting your own drugs or fixing your own overdose. Good luck folks.

Sound good there Paramedic? Let's say the week of November 21st 2011. Seven days with no Paramedics, no EMT B's or I's, no First Responders.

Seven days. The week of Thanksgiving 2011. The National EMS Moratorium. Spread the word.