Thursday, July 24, 2008

I have been cleared for light duty!

basically this means doing boring stuff around the squad and helping out with rig check.

Friday, July 18, 2008

I AM SO FREAKING BORED!!!

right now there is a gun shot or a stabbing or a severe beating and I am home missing it. stupid junkie with a knife. We take the risk and we go on anyway, that's what it means to be in the life, some of us view this as a calling. I know I do.


but back to my original statement, I AM BORED!!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

people are stupid

I'm off for next two weeks. On my third call I got stabbed. It's not that bad but I have to take it easy.

In the course of three years, I have been shot at, punched, kicked, and have had people try to stab me but this person got lucky. I wish I could say I got stabbed some place cool, but no, I got it in the thigh. pretty deep too. I didn't feel it go in but I looked down and saw it and said "well ain't that about a bitch."

the call before was one that was real gross...ugh, I feel like I'm gonna vom just by thinking about it.
If you get a puss filled sack on your leg go to the hospital. Don't try to drain it and then call 911. I should mention that this woman was about 4'10" and about 700 lbs. yeah...that's a big bitch LOL anyhoos, we couldn't move her because this thing was draining. we drained two and a half gallons <---you read that right! out of this woman's leg before we could even make the attempt to move her to the rig and we to call for help to do it.

Friday, July 11, 2008

\m/\m/ RAWK!

3 years in the life and tonight makes my 6th baby that I delivered!

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

why I love people.

A mother took a hammer to her sons hand to stop him from masturbating, she did a pretty good job of it too. As we were taking him out he said to her "You should have gotten the other one too." We were laughing all the way to the hospital, and he was in good spirits too. I like calls when the patient is happy LOL

well not so happy about having a broken hand, but still.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

some days I am reminded of why it is I do what I do. All life is sacred.

I hate it when people find out what I do and then ask me stupid questions about who I would save. Yes, I would save Hitler. It's my job to save lives and not my place to judge. I like to tell people that I would save him so he could stand trial later.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

the 4th

Jesús de christo

ow many drunk hispanics did we take tonight, to fucking many

Friday, July 4, 2008

5 hour fill in.

on what was supposed to be my day off, I ended up going in for 5 hours to fill in for someone who had to leave.

Tonight was very rough. Some nights are, this was one of them.

No one should ever have to say that they have seen more then their fair share of rapes. Living near a college town, I can say that and it sickens me.

A man shot his own baby.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

one more for the gore whore.

last fall I had to literally hold someones guts in as we raced them to the hospital.

oh, and smashed brains look like grey pudding.

first post.

first of this blog in no way violates any HIPAA rules, no names or dates nor patient information is given, this is just to get things out.

further more this blog is going to be anonymous, heaven help me if my bosses found out about this, but here I go anyway.

We rolled up on scene to what we were told was a bad neck wound.
Fine, we grab our kits and enter the house and make our way to where the patient was...hmmm neck wound was a bit of an understatement. This person ran afoul of the hatian mob and had his head hacked off, and when i say hacked off, I mean hacked off, you would think that if you are going to cut someones head off you would at least have the decency to sharpen your machete or whatever you use, but no.

My first call, we rolled up to a girl who was sick in her bathroom. Explosive diarrhea, she even got it on the ceeling..to this day we are still trying to figure that one out. Cleaned her up, took her to the hospital, then I excused my self and promptly threw up.

Saw a person who's hand was crushed, looks and feels like hamburger with chunks of bone in it.

then there was a week where there was nothing but stab wounds. huh go figure.