Just Another EMS Blog
Glass half empty! Going for half full today…

Okay okay…by request (Mad-dic-shawn) I’m going to find something to write about today regarding work that is actually positive (I might not write about it today, but I’m gonna find something positive at work today to write about). Maybe a call, a particular patient, co-worker or just something I like about my job! This might be hard for me cause I tend to be a negative person and a pessimist but I’m sure I can come up with something!

(I’d just reply to your message but can’t seem to do that on my phone…lame!)

At work…Another day, another dollar! Like literally, a dollar! Well, maybe a few more than just one but you get me.

I never actually, truly HATED my job until we got these ridiculous electronic PCRs! Every night I dream of throwing it out the window on the freeway during rush hour!!!

offorever:

if only. RIP Ken<3

RIP Corina (she was an Army medic, not a firefighter but same concept). I served on a year-long OIF deployment with her and she took her own life only four months after returning home, and none of us seen it coming. There isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t wonder if there was something I missed or could have done.

offorever:

if only. RIP Ken<3

RIP Corina (she was an Army medic, not a firefighter but same concept). I served on a year-long OIF deployment with her and she took her own life only four months after returning home, and none of us seen it coming. There isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t wonder if there was something I missed or could have done.

These calls really suck!

You know, the ones where you are absolutely positive the patient is faking and then you go back to the hospital later on only to find the patient is on a vent and being rushed to the OR! I even told the nurse his name was Robert De Niro because he was such a good actor!

The call was for a 30-someting y/o m who said he was hit in the chest with a baseball bat at the local train station or “idiot portal” as my partner and I call it. The pt said he was hit one time in the chest and denied any other pain or trauma whatsoever. There was no visible trauma to his chest or anywhere else. The assessment was by the book and thorough.

So this guy, who was drunk as a skunk as well, was holding his chest, making moaning noises, crying, refused to walk to the gurney and was just really playing the part! Okay, now here comes the part where you all decide I’m just a heartless asshole who has lost all respect for humanity…but unless you have worked in urban EMS in one of the worst areas there is, you won’t understand. Basically, we tell this guy he is a pussy and needs to stop acting like a whinny little child! We weren’t exactly very nice to this guy…well, he wasn’t exactly nice to us either. He was one of those drunk assholes who thinks it’s okay to verbally abuse the people there to help him and be extremely difficult…like refusing to walk and refusing to answer our question and give us the information we are requesting. Just a complete asshole…I even remember thinking, “Geeze, I’d hit this guy with a baseball bat too.” 

So we transport him BLS to the local trauma center (turned out to be a good thing he happened to live close to a decent hospital). We get there and explain to the nurses that this guy is the usual pain in the ass! Also, we find out he has been to this same hospital more than 10 times all for alcohol intoxication and assaults. The nurses and doc talk with him and completely agree with our assessment, but to be safe they do a chest x-ray and EKG which both are completely normal…no need for a head CT because he denies head pain, fall or LOC. We put him in a hallway bed and leave.

We bring another pt to the same hospital about 10 hours later and as soon as we walk into the ER the nurse points at our baseball bat to the chest pt and says, “look at your pt” (in a very lovely condescending tone as if his current condition is our fault). We look over to see nurses taking him off of a vent and bagging him as they prepare to rush him up to the OR. Apparently, he had been walking around the ER just fine for the last 9 hours but then when a nurse went in to check on him he was completely unresponsive with a blown pupil and projectile vomiting. CT reveled that he had a brain bleed and swelling due to a traumatic depression in the side of his skull (still at this point he has no visible trauma to his head…no swelling, bruising or hematomas. His head was completely normal on palpation and to the naked eye). The trauma doc said he’d most likely die. 

Now where does this leave me? Should I feel bad for not being exactly nice to him? Should I feel bad for missing the fact that he had brain trauma? Should I feel bad at all? I don’t think so…but I kind of do feel bad about the whole situation. These kinds of calls happen every now and then…I mean the “boy who cried wolf” calls. We see so much bullshit and people abuse the system so damn much in this area that it becomes almost impossible to believe anything these people say (well, this pt didn’t say anything that would lead us to believe he had a brain bleed, but still). I don’t know…I don’t know how I feel about his call I guess. I feel bad but at the same time I don’t. Like, I realize it’s horrible that this guy will probably die but how much of that is really our fault? Not even the doc or nurses caught this, but of course in retrospect the nurses felt it’s necessary to blame us for what happened even though they were right there with us in calling the guy an asshole. I am somewhat human and do feel a least a little bit bad about all this…I’m not at work and it’s obviously on my mind, but I still have to go back to the “boy who cried wolf” theory.

Sorry if this offends you or whatever, but like I said, unless you have worked in an area like this you can’t understand how impossible it is for us to greet every pt with a smile. It just doesn’t work that way…

No matter how I look at it or try to justify the whole situation, I still feel  horrible when I think about the fact that the last thing this pt experienced in his life was me and everyone else treating him like shit!

***No disrespect to those in rural EMS…You guys have your own challenges. I’d probably shit myself with a pt who’s going south if I wasn’t within 7 miles of the closest hospital. And also no disrespect to nurses…I love most of my nurses!

Things that Irritate Me...
EMT: Vroom vroom vroom.
Paramedic: Uh duh uh...can you pull over so I can get a line?
EMT: Hey, I don't pave the roads! I thought you were a paramedic...You know, those guys who should pride themselves on their ability to work medical magic in the field and in the back of a MOVING ambulance...those guys who don't need a sterile field, a well lit room or any other controlled environment!!!
Haha I still love my medics! But really? Any medic who pulls this one gets an ear-full and some good ol' speed bump therapy!
The important things in life!

A good buzz, biscuits and honey! FUCK YEAH!!!

It's really cool reading your blog, it's awesome to know the kind of things you get up to and your feelings towards your job etc. I hope to go to university in 2013 to study to become a paramedic because unfortunately that's the only way I can go about it now! But yeah, I guess I'm just saying thanks for posting stuff really, it's pretty awesome knowing about the life of an EMT! :)

Thanks…I’m glad you like it. I never expecting to keep it going but here I am still posting. I noticed quite a bit of my followers on here are young and aspiring emts/firefighters/paramedics and I think it’s pretty cool that they like reading about my experiences just as I enjoy reading about other people’s experiences. Good luck with your paramedic endeavors…hang in there and stick with it!  

Did he really just…???

After dropping a pt off at the ER we are all standing around in the ambulance bay talking and killing time when……Our fire-medic points to the “police interceptor” decal on the back of a cop car and says, “You guys want that?” Without us saying a word he then, very inconspicuously, reaches down and rips it off of the cop car (it made the loudest noise) and proceeded to walk over to our ambulance and stick it to the back window.

To say the least, my jaw hit the ground! I’m not saying this was the best, smartest, or most professional thing to do but it was funny as hell. Oh well, it gives the rig character and comes with a nice little story.

Vodka soaked tampons???

Okay, call me stupid or under-informed, but this is the first time I’ve come across this one!

While holding the wall at my local trauma center one of my fellow ambulance crews comes in with an unresponsive 14 y/o girl. According to the parents, the pt was acting “weird” and fell face first on the front lawn then became unresponsive. The parents deny the possibility that their daughter is drunk because “she was with us all day”. Of course, the medics and ambulance crew pin this girl as your average faker and/or very drunk. After the girl “takes an NPA like a champ” it becomes apparent something is obviously wrong with this girl. At the ER, the doc and several nurses open the girl’s mouth and smell for etoh…nothing. So they intubate her and I go on with my day…

Later on that day, we come back to the same hospital and we find out the girl was actually 5 times over the adult legal limit for alcohol intoxication and had been sent to the ICU at a local children’s hospital. What??? But she was with her parent’s all day? She didn’t smell like etoh? How in the…???

Yep, this 14 year old CHILD was inserting vodka soaked tampons into her vagina. To my amazement, this is apparently a fairly common practice among teenagers…cramming tampons soaked in alcohol into their vaginas and rectums! I can’t believe I’m even saying this, but next time you run a young person who seems to be intoxicated or is unresponsive for seemingly no reason…be sure to check down there. Wow, just wow!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!!