The last of the case studies . . .

Pseudo-collapser 1

A young 20 something year old, smartly dressed man had randomly fallen to the floor whilst sitting on a wall as a group of young Asians walked past.  Bemused as they were they did the right thing and called for an ambulance.

Being new I was very concerned for his welfare and couldn’t work out what clinical reason he would have for collapsing.  My crew mate however, was less than impressed . . . so, after the initial checks we threw him onto the trolley bed and loaded him onto the ambulance.  His only ID was a release letter from the local prison dated that day. Continue reading →

*Warning – quite a long entry*

I don’t know why I’ve honed in on this subject.  It could be that the people who do this seem to be nothing more than a drain on resources – and this might be annoying me.  Or it might be because what they do deserves nothing more than abject contempt – and this might be infuriating me.  Or maybe its just because the very nature of their actions and the efforts they put in borders on the hilarious – and this tickles me.

There could be lots of reasons.  But, for the intentions of this blog and in order to promote a happier lifestyle I think it best I choose the latter.

Pseudo-collapser 1

The call came down to us as a 20 year old male collapsed in the street.  Upon arrival we were presented with a young Bengali lad lying on his back, supposedly comatose, beside his VW Golf whilst his even younger teenage girlfriend stood by crying hysterically.

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I don’t think there’s enough attention to the other emergency services, like the LFB, in blogs.  I’ve only written about them once – really.  So here’s one job I went to mid winter early in 2010 . . .

The job came down as “possible drowning”.  Still new to several job categories you can imagine how nervous and excited I was to be going to something like this. Was I going to find a dead body floating in the river???  I remember leaping from the ambulance before we’d even stopped and racing down the canal path to search for the patient – much to the amusement of my crew mate.  I eventually found the caller, a young Bengali female, who led me to the patient and filled me in on the story . . .

It turns out the patient was an 18 year old Bengali lad who had bought his young girlfriend (the caller) a little kitten.  They’d been playing with it on top of a bridge over a canal late this evening when the poor cat slipped and fell down the wall, landing in a bush, narrowly missing falling directly into the water.  The young lad, in all his manly glory raced down to save it.  Seeing that the only way to get to the cat was to swim across the canal from the path, he bravely jumped in – in all his clothes plus coat – and swam across, breaking the thin ice as he did so.  He was eventually able to join the cat perched on the tiny mud ledge, in a bush, at the bottom of a thirty foot wall, under the bridge.  Here he remained slowly freezing to death until his girlfriend decided to call us.

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