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Midnight Special: TransfersLast shift wasn't to bad, at least not at first. We came in, checked the truck off, and went and had breakfast. It was about 8:30am, just as we were finishing breakfast, when we had our first call. It was the local rehab nursing home for a patient with breathing difficulties. We arrive and the nursing staff advises us that the man's Oxygen saturation dropped down to 50% which isn't to good... but they gave him a breathing treatment (he had a history of asthma) and it went back up to 98%. He was still having trouble breathing so we loaded him up in the ambulance, sat him up... something the nursing home never seems to think about doing... turned the air conditioning on and gave him another breathing treatment. By the time we made the 5 minute trip to the hospital he said he felt good as new... even healthier than he usually does. The next call was an older woman with sickle cell. She was in pain so we didn't hesitate to take her 30 miles away to the closest hospital that would be able to handle her condition. After that call we were sent to post in another city for coverage while their one ambulance did an out of town transfer. On the way there we got a call for a wreck, non emergency, so we figured by the time we got there the patients would either have left, or didn't need medical treatment. We were wrong. It was 2 kids complaining of the exact same injuries, who were in big trouble for taking their grandmother's car joyriding and having a wreck in it. I think the older one might of actually had some arm pain but the youngest said nothing was wrong until we got her in the ambulance with the older and she listened to her sister's problems. Then she changed her story. I'm sure they were more worried about the spanking they were gonna get when they got home than anything else. If I was in that situation I'd probably play the injured card to avoid a good spanking as well. We had to take them to a hospital 25 minutes away per request of the grandmother, to the city where they lived. So, we got done with that and headed back to our station. We got back in at around 9pm and thought... well hoped we would at least be able to sleep some at night. I went to sleep at around 11:30pm after I got done doing everything I had to do... and at 1am the alarm went off and we had a transfer to a hospital almost 100 miles away. When everything was said and done we got back to the station at 5:45am... and we get off at 6:30am... so needless to say we were exhausted... I still am... it's rough doing those late night transfers when we haven't slept at all during the day. Comments (1)
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