14 July 2006

Chest Pain

Only one call today. It was a walk in for "chest pain." The lady looked like she was in pain, but something just wasn't right. She got into the rig and sat down. One of the firefighters called dispatch and had them tone us out, so of course, all of our pagers went off. She was like "what are all those noises!?" By this time I had it figured out for the most part.

I tried to question her, and got very few answers. My partner turned on the monitor and pulled down the corner of her shirt to put electrodes on. When he did this he noticed that she already had electrodes on. We asked her what they were from and she gasped, and freaked out like we weren't supposed to find those. Whatever. I continued with my questioning. She said she needed oxygen. I put her on some to try and muffle her nonsense. We found out a bit later from the police that she was seen by rescue in another town, signed AMA, and then came up here. Fantastic.

Then she has the balls to say that she doesn't want to go to the hospital, she just wanted to make sure her heart was okay. I gave her the look, and asked her where she wanted to go. I told her she had to go since we just hooked her up to everything.

We headed towards the hospital (after the IV, etc) and I was still trying to get any info out of her that I could. She yelled at me, "If you'd stop asking so many questions, I could answer them!" I was like, okay, bring it on. Then she started yelling that she was choking. By this point I was beginning to lose my patience. I shouted back, "If you were choking, you wouldn't be talking." She continued to say this for the rest of the ride. She finally gave me a story. "I was at my daughters house...(insert pregnant pause here) and I was standing outside (another pause), and I was shot in the chest....with electricity." I gave up after that.

I called tele and gave them the story. While I was on the phone, she's yelling, "tell them that they left these things on me!" I got off the phone and started asking her about her doctors. She listed about 10 off, and then gave me a doctors name and said, "from.....Mental Health." I was like, ding ding ding!!!! We have a winner! She absolutely tested my patience. I was glad to finally hand her over to the hospital staff.

04 July 2006

Boring life

I haven't posted in a while. My life is boring. I might have had some good calls. I can't even remember anymore.

I am bored out of my mind with everything. I have been working every day. I barely even got to see fireworks today. We had to make our own noises because the fireworks were so far away we couldn't hear them.

Yeah...imagination isn't as good when you grow up :(

Maybe we will get a decent call tonight. All we've had today is a call for a seizure in a toddler. It was an okay call. But I want more.

We actually did get another call earlier, but I didn't go. My pager went off four times in a row. They gave our tones, MABAS tones, our tones, MABAS tones, and then our tones again. It sounded like the entire world was coming to an end. Not quite. Just dispatch hitting the wrong keys. Half of the department was flying like bats out of hell to the station. I came flying out of my driveway and flew down the street. It only took me 20 seconds to get to the station if that tells you anything. I think my neighbors think I'm nuts. All that for a rescue call. I was caked in paint from painting my house, so it was probably a good thing that I didn't have to go out in public. They retoned again as I was pulling into the parking lot to disregard the MABAS tone. Oh well. It was a good adrenaline rush :)