I have neglected you all for a while. (more…)
Thurrock? Where the hell is that?
Yep, that was my response to being told where I was going to be stationed upon completion of my ambulance course. (more…)
Do you here them calling? Then its your time…
Four times…
That’s how many times this guy had tried to end his own life. (more…)
Great balls of fire…
My crewmate has gone sick today.
Yet here I sit on station on my own listening to all the radio activity.
Its manic out there. I’ve heard three chest pains and a nasty sounding RTC (road traffic collision).
Needless to say after a short time I put myself on to one of the fast response cars sitting idle in the garage. I feel like Maverick in Topgun. ‘Hollywood and Wolfman are mobile on the RTC. Maverick has your back on Ready 5.’
Reality says I’ll get some old codger sitting in a pool of his own urine though.
Oh well. I’ll have another tea while I wait. I’m the only paramedic available in Ipswich right now so I doubt they’ll mobilize me on anything sounding too pants. Definately time for at least one cuppa.
Bye for now.
M;-)
