things you will never live down

Zofran is a great drug. Give it as often as I can
 
stupid cabinets

I am short enough (5'3) that sometimes I can go under things, like high cabinets, in hospitals and not realize just how little space i have. case in point, went to B&I in boston, maneuvered under a set of cabinets that were @ the ceiling and came down a bit, positioned to transfer pt to hospital bed, stood up and whacked the top pf my head on the cabinets. my preceptor, his partner, the patient, his wife, and the nurse all laughed for a solid 5 minutes. I hit it so hard there were tears in my eyes and one heck of a bruise later. It was funny, though lots of short jokes have happened after that.
 
1. Getting into the wrong ambulance

2. Picking up the NNICU team at MGH in Boston headed for Brockton. I got everyone loaded in, proceeded to back the ambulance straight into a cement pole. My face was a red for the 40 min drive...and the return trip.
 
1. Getting into the wrong ambulance

2. Picking up the NNICU team at MGH in Boston headed for Brockton. I got everyone loaded in, proceeded to back the ambulance straight into a cement pole. My face was a red for the 40 min drive...and the return trip.

I did that today!
Except I was in drive.
And it was a tree.
 
How about unloading a PT and taking them into the wrong nursing home (we should have been at the one the other side of town, 5-6 miles away). Luckily (unluckily???) the PT has dementia so we kept quiet, loaded her back up and delivered her to the right one just as the family was arriving. Hopefully with no one else the wiser!!!
 
the last 2 days alone...

knocking over a half full urinal today...(everyone laughed, i didnt get it on anyone, myself included)

walking into a pole, also today...(a half-pole,at a BK/gas station)

slipping on ice/snow after making fun of my partner for parking so far from the snow pile (yesterday, wendys parking lot)



at least i can laugh at myself
 
How about unloading a PT and taking them into the wrong nursing home (we should have been at the one the other side of town, 5-6 miles away). Luckily (unluckily???) the PT has dementia so we kept quiet, loaded her back up and delivered her to the right one just as the family was arriving. Hopefully with no one else the wiser!!!

:rofl: pretty sure my company has done that
 
Second day on the job, first time running hot, and I pass up the address on a busy street. So I put it in reverse, and sit there with the back up alarm beeping and the lights and sirens going, waiting for traffic behind me to go around so I can back up. Of course, since I had my lights and sirens on, they were just sitting there. And oncoming traffic was stopped and staring at me, with looks of admiration (or maybe it was confusion) on their faces. After a full minute, my FTO said, ":censored: it, just park right here."

Earned me a nickname I'm happy to be rid of. I won't repeat it here, since this is a family forum.
 
Working Private service; on a response with the fire dept. got to the scene, after I turned onto the street I found out it was a dead end street with no way to turn around except backing out. Engine parked on the main street. Went into the house; ended up with a refusal.
As we were all walking out to the rigs; fire was dispatched 3 blocks away on another sick person. Their dispatch asked them to ask us if we could go to (they had marked in service with a refusal; we hadn't told our dispatcher yet). We agreed to go.
As we were backing out, with 2 fire fighters spotting me; I backed into something solid; I couldn't see it in the mirrors including the inside one, so I was pretty sure it wasn't a tree. My partner and I both got out to look, first thing I see is the LT on the engine covering his face, and his driver laughing so hard he was having problems breathing. The 2 FF backed me into a fire hydrant.
I told them that is not what it means to 'hit the hydrant'. No damage, called it in; was sent to next run: helps my partner was the supervisor.
 
The one thing I will never live down so far: accidentally tearing my scrotum open 3 inches and having to get 8 stitches at the ER during a fire academy.
 
Not really something I wanna win haha. At least I got a pretty good nickname out of it "Splits". Hahaha

You know theres safer ways to get that sex change operation you wanted.













:rofl:
 
But not cheaper....

I didn't have to pay anything. The Fire Department paid for my stitch job haha
 
HAH! I physically cringed when I read your post. And then crossed my legs.

Your last sentence would have saved me much pain if I did that..
 
What about direct pressure?!

Haha. The fire medics who were there were just looking at my injury like "uhhh wtf do we do?". They ended up handing me all the stuff and I had to bandage myself up.
 
Haha. The fire medics who were there were just looking at my injury like "uhhh wtf do we do?". They ended up handing me all the stuff and I had to bandage myself up.

Hey, you gotta be self sufficient in this field.
But then again, you also shouldn't he trying to cut yourself in half, either.
And I give you props for showing that to the medics, I would have been all "I ah...got this thing...and ummm....yeah I gotta go..."
And then waddled myself into the ED.
 
Hey, you gotta be self sufficient in this field.
But then again, you also shouldn't he trying to cut yourself in half, either.
And I give you props for showing that to the medics, I would have been all "I ah...got this thing...and ummm....yeah I gotta go..."
And then waddled myself into the ED.

ER was over 30 miles away. And the only vehicles up there were fire engines and Captian trucks.

Very awkward when you are 16 and you hear a fire medic you've known for 4 years say "alright well uhh, go in your bunk room and take your pants off and I'll find the medical staff for today to have a look".

Why we had 5 fire medics as medical staff is beyond me.
 
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