Saturday, September 3, 2011

Night

9/3/2011

Will it ever be the same, or at least come close? Ask Dave Matthews asked "what will become of me?" I can't predict the future and and while I try and plan for it and all its plot twists there is only so much that can be done. 

What I do know is these "EMS Rotations" are going to make or break alot of us. I submitted my memo, and submitted it with a "partner preference" who just happened to be my replacement at Medic 7.  While the memo was written with my hand as it leavs me it now becomes totally out of my hands.

Future aside, tonight I'm repaying Jenn on an MXT and back for one night with my old partner. Friday night of a holiday weekend, and what more could you ask for? Start the night off with a baracaded male, had a stabbing downtown, and as expected a drunk college student. This was nights at itsl best, or basically the oppsite of everything that happens on days.

Around 0300 we were dispatched to a medical alarm at a independent sr.building and found a patient on hospice, alone and unable to help himself anymore. We worked our way through the hospice med kit, and spent the next two hours making him comfortable while waiting for the on call hospice nurse to arrive. I didn't think the patient would die tonight, but nobody should be alone when death was so near. 

I wrote nearly two years ago how some of the calls we get in the city we'd only get here. While thats not totally true, the volume of calls makes it seem that way. The average life span of an urban paramedic is 5 years which means I may only have two years left. But, no matter what happens in the near and distant future this has ben one hell of a dance with life and death.

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