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All guys think about that "damsel in distress" like they see on TV or the movies. I was a fresh EMT-A graduate and had my brand new self-made kit in an ammo box, was off-duty from the FD, we were sitting down for supper when there's a knock on our aptartment door. A young lady in jeans and workshirt was very concerned, said "Can I use your phone?", called home and said "She must have stepped into some barbed wire, her leg's bleeding and we might need a ride home". My ears were wiggling, I went and got my kit with big red crosses on each side and whe she hung up in said "Maybe I can be of help? I'm a firefighter EMT".
"EMT?".
"Emergency medical technician".
"OK, come on down".
Her companion was bleeding slowly but actively from just below the knee from a 1 cm lac. I needed something for a compressing dressing, the young woman handed me her sock which I rolled and fastened to her horse's leg with my elastic bandage. Her father showed up on his horse, approved the job and they rode off together.
Well, my first patient DID have big brown eyes, bangs blowing in the wind, and shoes from U.S Steel. And legs from the ground to her haunches...and withers.
So who/what was your first patient?
"EMT?".
"Emergency medical technician".
"OK, come on down".
Her companion was bleeding slowly but actively from just below the knee from a 1 cm lac. I needed something for a compressing dressing, the young woman handed me her sock which I rolled and fastened to her horse's leg with my elastic bandage. Her father showed up on his horse, approved the job and they rode off together.
Well, my first patient DID have big brown eyes, bangs blowing in the wind, and shoes from U.S Steel. And legs from the ground to her haunches...and withers.
So who/what was your first patient?
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