Discussion in 'Did That Just Happen?' started by ErinCooley, Jun 30, 2008.
That is priceless.
Dispatch: " Medic 1 please respond to an injury involved pre-existing leg pain, (address) ."
9:30 AM beer in hand, gets up and walks to the ambulance and up to get onto the stretcher. His leg pain has been there for the last 3 weeks and beer is his medicine as we wrote on the report.
On my second ride along as an intern, we get tones not five minutes after making it back to the station as my EMT lit a cigarette (authentic EMS experience right there). Dispatch asks us to check for an "unresponsive male, in front of your station."
Sure enough, in the front door archway of our station there was an unresponsive male spooning a bottle of ketchup. Upon walking up to him I was struck by an almost physically tangible wave of malt liquor scent. Upon being roused, he proceeded to stumble off into the darkness in a mostly ambulatory state.
We didn't initiate pursuit.
You didn't contact LE? Just let him walk off drunk..?
Wasn't up to me. I asked why we didn't do more, and apparently this is uh...common in our city. Too many drunks, not enough resources apparently.
At least this isn't as bad as the trap phone poles I've seen in a certain city in which I once lived. (phone pole in the middle of sidewalk right in front of the window of a gym- naturally while everyone is checking out the body builders while riding by on bicylcles, etc. you end up with alot of meetings between the phone pole and peoples heads.)
This section is absolute cancer...
"68 YO M Pt C/C of severe ankle pain. Just released a few hours ago from the ER for a broken ankle."
Im in Fire-based EMS, so Im thinking no big deal, maybe its just a lift assist or maybe he needs help getting into the restroom. When we walk in, he yells "hey! bring me the wallet on the counter when you walk over here!" No one can locate the wallet so he sends us on a easter egg hunt for it throughout his house. I l finally locate it, bring it to him and as I begin an assessment he hurriedly thumbs through it and cuts me off mid sentence. "Whew! I thought I had lost my debit card but it is in here! Thank y'all for coming!" When asked if he really called 911 because he thought he lost his debit card he looked at me dumbfounded and said, "well, yeah. But, while you're here, can you hand me that box of tissues?"
Yesterday my emt partner and I responded to a BLS transfer, a home discharge from med/surg in a local hospital. Dispatch originally said the call needed a wheelchair/gurney van for the pt, "or whatever closest unit". So we show up on scene, get a set of vitals and I take report from the nurse. Nurse hands me paperwork and PCS. PCS states pt needs a wheelchair van for transport. I go in and introduce myself to the PT, upon visual assessment, I find the PT is a left leg amputee below the knee cap. We were informed the PT had 3 flights of stairs he had to go up. So we talk to the nurse and get her to rewrite the PCS and have dispatch upgrade the call to BLS since we will need to utilize a stair chair. Also it was now BLS because pt wouldn't be able to safely sit upright during transport and he was AOx3, his deficits were unable to tell time of day. We were explaining to the nurse why this call needed to be BLS and not a wheelchair van call. Nurse asked us if we could just lift up the gurney into the PT's home with him on it. My partner and I looked at each other. "Negative Ma'am we cannot lift that gurney up by ourselves". I don't want to be rude but come on..
What you don't have super strength? You can't just put gurney on your and your partner shoulder and walk it up the stairs?
We lugged the PT's FIVE BAGS he was discharged with. Along with his fake leg, I had to push the gurney with one hand and hold a commode in the other!
Did you know your anal sphincter can dilate 10cm?
Got called to hotel for an OB complaining of abdominal pain. Arrive on scene to hear a woman screaming bloody murder from the second floor. We walk in and there is the patient on all fours at the foot of the bed screaming in pain obviously in her late third trimester. Bystanders state she hasn't had a bowel movement in a month and has been attempting to have a bowel movement for the past 2hrs with no success. While my female partner assesses the patient I go to inspect the toilet to make sure that what is in the toilet actually belongs in the toilet. ... And it looked like a marble collection of turds.
As I came out of the bathroom heading towards my partner behind the patient something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. I first thought she was crowning. But noooooooo! It was 10cm in diameter of concrete ca-ca that was not moving. No wonder she was in pain.
So we had to lay her left lateral recumbent position on stretcher and literally carry her down two flights of stairs to the hospital and to OB department so they could dig the impaction out.
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