Monday, March 27, 2006

Transport

Second day in a row with only one call. It came in as a stroke at a doctor's office -- a pass from the commercial service. No way was it going to be a real stroke. The patient would have had to been driven to a doctor's office, and then the doctor would have had to made the decision to call for a commercial transport rather than dialing 911.

Its an old lady I've transported before. She has chronic pain. She is sitting in her wheelchair, moaning "I hurt, I hurt."

The doctor walks by and when I ask what's going on, he says, "She's in severe pain. I can't manage her, take her to the hospital. It's not life threatening." And he walks off.

This is probably about the fourth or fifth time I've taken her. Every bump we hit, she moans, "Help me, help me."