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    Rescue Me, Chapter 31

     

    “Let’s do it.  One … Two … Three … Roll.  OK ready, down,” said Tina as they rolled the patient onto his right side while Tina maintained cervical immobilization.   Bette rolled the patient’s body on her orders and Chris placed the back board behind the patient, then in unison the rolled the patient and the long board back down to the floor.  Tina kept hold of his head until Chris and Bette had secured him to the board with straps and cervical head immobilzer blocks and straps to secure his head and neck.  Chris an Bette placed the patient on the litter and raised it to loading height.  Tina gathered up the extra equipment and the left the club and loaded the patient into the ambulance.

     

    On the way to the hospital, Bette continued to assess the patient’s condition.  She checked his blood glucose level to make sure this wasn’t a result of low blood sugar; it wasn’t.  She evaluated the patient’s pupils and found them to be equal but on the constricted side.  She administered Naloxone, per her protocols and surprisingly, the patient started to stir a little.

     

    “Sir.  Sir!”

     

    “What’sss going on?  Who are you?” slurred the older gentleman.

     

    “My name is Bette, I’m a paramedic.  Do you remember what happened?”

     

    “I wass minding my own businesss at the club, and all of a sudden I got dizzy.  I put my head down and that’sss the last thing I remember,” he answered, still slurring his words and spitting as if her were Sylvester the cat.

     

    “Sir, did you take any medications tonight?”

     

    “Yeah, I took two vicodin because my hip was bothering me.  It’sss going to rain, you know,” he slurred matter-of-factly.

     

    Bette raised her eyebrows and looked at Tina.  Tina sat there with a huge grin on her face.

     

    “Sir, are you telling me you mixed narcotics with alcohol,” asked Bette.

     

    “What,” he said indignantly, “I don’t use narcoticsss.  I told you, I took to pain pillsss and had a few drinksss.  I think sssssomebody ssslipped me a mickey.”

     

    “OK sir.  We’ll take good care of you.  Now, do you hurt anywhere other than you hip “

     

    Later, after the patient was safely at the hospital

    Comments

    1. sp glad to see you here again. have missed you c. so fun to laugh with you again. didyou explain it to your kids then??? cant wait for more. thanks. happy thanksgiving to you and yours.

    2. YES your back – you have been missed. Another great chapter and I just love the banter between B and Chris…so funny. Please post soon, now that you have a new computer, you have to use it :o))

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