NomadicMedic
I know a guy who knows a guy.
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Dispatched at 0205 to a private residence for a 32-year-old male who is "not feeling well." Dispatcher says it may be a diabetic problem.
You arrive to an apartment building. The caller's Apartment is on the second floor, nicely furnished. Clean. Very angry girlfriend meets you at the door. She says, "he does this stuff for attention all the time. And I'm sick of it."
You walk into the apartment and see a guy sitting on the couch. Actually kind of sprawled there. There's a puddle from fresh vomit on the beige rug. And he just looks wiped out.
You walk in and say, "Hey, I'm the paramedic. What's going on tonight?"
He says, "I don't feel very good..."
And go.
You arrive to an apartment building. The caller's Apartment is on the second floor, nicely furnished. Clean. Very angry girlfriend meets you at the door. She says, "he does this stuff for attention all the time. And I'm sick of it."
You walk into the apartment and see a guy sitting on the couch. Actually kind of sprawled there. There's a puddle from fresh vomit on the beige rug. And he just looks wiped out.
You walk in and say, "Hey, I'm the paramedic. What's going on tonight?"
He says, "I don't feel very good..."
And go.
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