Decided to pick up an overtime shift with a partner who was also getting OT. As to be expected, we got flogged for the duration of the 10, and finally on hour 11 we are cleared to base. No sooner do we get "I'm sorry 22 we really need you for an emergent, you're closest can you do it?" That is a mandatory "yes ma'am we have it" in company parlance. Arrive on scene at a senior's apartment complex (no skilled care) to find a visiting nurse in the driveway furiously waving at us, who informs us that our patient is in severe respiratory distress.
We get to the patient's apartment to find a large woman sitting in a lazy-boy, in no apparent distress, though we ascertain that two weeks ago she was on a vent but has since been discharged, amongst other illnesses. To my surprise, when I ask her why she called 911, she responds "I'm stuck to this motha****ing chair."
It was hot and and humid, and she was wearing her hospital gown "since it airy," and indeed because of it's open back she had become stuck to her leather recliner. Given this my partner and I, in a surprising feat of strength, managed to finally rest the 350 pound woman from the sticky atrocity that was her chair to her feat and then help her to kitchen chair with seat cushion where we got our refusal and were then on our way.
I got off two and half hours of late but boy was it worth it.