Wreck

My preceptee got his trauma today. A good wreck on the highway. A truck plowed into the back of a stopped car and drove the bumper almost into the front seat. Fortunately no one was in the back seat or they would have been called dead on the scene. It took the fire department fifteen minutes to cut the driver out. They ended up taking both doors and the roof off. As we wheeled our boarded and collared patient to the ambulance, he detailed his game plan. Instead, I told him to tell our partner to drive lights and sirens as soon as she got behind the wheel, and that his job en route to the hospital was to cut off all the patient's clothes, get vitals and do a full assessment. Only then if he had time, could he try an IV. He got a 16 in so he was happy. He did a good job, and the patient did okay.

We only did three calls today, a chest pain anxiety that we took all the way to the hospital, the wreck, and a lady who fell and was bleeding profusely from under the chin. The blood was pulsing out, and it took quite a bit of pressure to control it.