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I can't resist, I love the fail blog

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Soooooo, one would wonder how the ambulance crew wrote up this AMA refusal form.

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Love it – Courtesy of the Fail Blog

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I love the “Fail Blog” – Http://www.failblog.org

If you don’t go there, you should go there. It is just indescribably awesome

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Not EMS – Mainstream Media vs. New Media (#45.3455)

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http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/comments_blog/2009/06/how-would-we-have-reacted-if-tmz-had-been-wrong-about-michael-jacksons-death-.html

The mainstream media is whining about the whole, you know, internet thing. You see, apparently citizens posting information on the web beats the speed of which information can be published by journalists.

This is a problem for them, because they have built their entire business model on their need for “profitability”. Which I agree is important. In the article, they also state that they have a need for “accuracy” that the bloggers and other new media types don’t necessarily have.

And if you’ve been reading me for a while, you know that I think that the MSM has abandoned its responsibility for “accuracy” as well, but that’s another post.

However, I would like to state another point of view on the matter. I would like to state my opinon that since nobody with any grasp of importance, reality, or responsibility would care to know the exact second that MJ died the social media aren’t reaching more than a small percentage of the population. I’d also like to state that there are tons of these types of stories that no rational person should give more than a passing fancy towards. The socal media may have the greater speed and no real concerns towards the 100% accuracy that the MSM should (but doesn’t)… However, the MSM has the ability to report stories that real people actually care about. Social media does too, but since the above blog post is about what I would consider to be a “fluff” story and that’s what seems to always be the case in these types of stories, I would say that the MSM can beat the social media by being relavant to people who don’t care about knowing what the latest happenings with whoever-hollywood-couple-the-kids-are-prattling-on-about-these-days.

Don’t quake in your boots CNN, at least not about this…

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Yet another Shoutout to Happy

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Your Happy Medic – http://yourhappymedic.blogspot.com has written a great post on the history and traditions surrounding fire department uniforms. It looks like he put a lot of work and research into it. It’s a great read.

http://yourhappymedic.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-fun-bugles.html

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I love New Orleans

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Found this blogger from The Handover – http://newburningtiger.blogspot.com

He apparently is a New Orleans Medic and has some, well, entertaining stuff on there. Gkemtb and I were reminiscing about our collective time spent there yesterday and we agreed that New Orleans is unlike any other city in the world. Therefore, an EMS blog from there… well, you get the idea.

http://newburningtiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/ramp-rants-communication.html – If you didn’t read this on The Handover, read it from here.

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OMG, really? Yes, I broke down and did it… this is about M. Jackson

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Did you ever hear about the entire population of a Filipino prison that did a choreographed dance to “Thriller” by MJ?

They did it again…

I think that they deserve to be in there, for this if for nothing else… The prison, that is,

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Slow day so far

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Today is a fairly slow day at the fire station. Three calls so far on this reverse 24 and tonight is the first time I get to sleep in my own bed with the cats and the wife (not necessarily in that order) for like 2 weeks almost. Tomorrow brings a regular 24, and the day after brings another reverse 24, which means another night not at home.

But today is ok. It’s beautiful out, and not just the “nice day” kind of beautiful. It’s really, freakin, pretty outside. This is probably why. Well, that and the sunshine and blue skies.

I’ve spent most of my day on the couch after getting the house chores done. I’ve been blogging, reading some really cool stuff from my fellow EMS bloggers, and watching the “Lethal Weapon” marathon on some cable channel. Man, sometimes I wish I was a hollywood cop so I could shoot things, blow things up, drive a car through a building, and then go to a strip joint to “work on the case”. Man, I musta chose the wrong profession.

Random Acts of Reality, a Brit medic blogger wrote a good post: http://randomreality.blogware.com/blog/_archives/2009/6/25/4233741.html#comments
It’s about domestic violence… well, and the superhuman restraint that we all sometimes have to show. It’s a good read.

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Paramedicine, politics, guns, a little country western music

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Too Old to work, too young to retire: http://tooldtowork.blogspot.com/

This is rapidly becoming one of my favorite blogs. He rocks. He deserves a front page link, and your clicks too. He’s a good guy.

http://tooldtowork.blogspot.com/ – That link again, go read it and then come back.

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Enough to make an Old Medic Melt

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I’ll admit it. Lately it’s been getting harder to do EMS. I didn’t want to say anything about it but in my part of the country there are only a few specific ways that one can make a good living providing EMS and being the best medic that you can be isn’t always one of them. I love the job, but the working conditions are getting to me lately. It’s hard to feed my family on a rural paramedic’s pay. I work in a pretty busy area but you can’t really call where I am urban. The biggest district that I work for is approximately 30k population, the other is less.

So, more money to pay the medics isn’t always on our cities’ agendas. And it hurts a bit. And it wears on a guy. And after ten or so years of everything that EMS brings to a career, struggling to pay bills gets a guy down. So that guy works like 200 hours in a row, and he gets tired. So I’m tired, and today is a reverse 24 after a 12 hour break from my last 24, which followed a 24.

Cue the break in the pity party:

Tones go off for an uninjured fall victim at some address somewhere. We respond non-emergently and arrive about ten minutes after the call. Family directs us in to a sweet elderly lady who was on the floor next to her bed. She had, obviously, fallen there. She said that she wasn’t hurt and she was pretty wary about our wanting to assess her. She just wanted to be picked up and put back in bed.

So I turned on the ol’ charm, and was able to find out after a good trauma assessment that she was right: She wasn’t hurt.

It took the two of us to get her positioned and set right to pick her up in the small, cluttered room. She was petite (not frail) and wasn’t heavy, so in the course of picking her up I ended up cradling her in my arms and lifting her to sit on my knee as I knelt down to hold her. It was a real Spaghetti Western “My Hero” pose. You know the kind.

Then, this lady did something that has never happened to me before in my career. She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“poof!” is the sound that my built-up cynicism made when it went, well… “poof!”

A career, thus far I’d say, well spent.

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I'm debating something

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Ok, so we all know that The King of Pop, good ol’ MJ is dead. I’m not one to disrespect the dead, and I liked “Beat it” and “Thriller”. I did. I grew up in the um, decades that they were popular.

but I just found a pic on twitter of MJ being coded. I don’t know where it actually came from, but it’s out there on the web if you want to look for it. I’m not going to post it here, that’s not what this blog is for.

All I can say is, I hope to god that it wasn’t a firefighter or medic that took that pic…

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More on EMS Narrative Reporting

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I’ve been getting a lot of Google traffic by people looking for examples of EMS patient care reports. So, to satisfy their needs, (and to increase my Google traffic by people looking for EMS patient care reports, EMS Narrative reports, and paramedic narratives) (yes, those were key words) I am going to write a few completely fictitious narrative reports here, and analyze why I write them the way that I do.

I wrote a good piece on this very subject, and for newcomers to the blog you can find it here: “Soapy Pictures – The EMS Narrative Report”

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The narrative is the most useful component of the EMS patient care report. It is the part of the report that is actually read, understood quickly, and most useful to the humans who have to act on the information provided in the patient care report. Humans don’t process the information gathered by all of the check boxes and drop-down menus very well. If you’ve ever had to read many patient charts you’ll quickly understand why. The check boxes and menus store information in a way that is good for computer processing and statistical analysis, but not for rapid human comprehension. A good EMS Narrative report is a short story that explains the events of the call, the decisions made on the call by the paramedics and/or EMTs, the information available to the paramedics/EMTs that they acted upon to make the decisions they made, and the outcome of those decisions. It should also “Set the scene” for the reader, and explain the circumstances of the call, the events leading up to the call, the way that the call was handled, and provide enough information so that anyone reading it gets a good sense of all of the information gathered by the EMS people who were there. I don’t advocate the use of automatic narrative generators as included in some software packages, because computers can’t write something that humans usually find useful.

Think about it this way, you’re writing your narrative reports for these audiences:

  • Healthcare providers farther down the line who will be taking care of the patient after you transfer patient care – These people are not just the Nurses and Doctors at the ER who you leave your patient with. Your PCR (in most areas and if it isn’t this way in your area it should be) is part of the overall patient chart and is the best window to the patient’s initial presentation when their condition is in its most acute stage. Remember, EMTs and Paramedics are “The eyes and ears of the physician” at an emergency scene. A good EMS narrative report on your PCR provides that view of the patient to every healthcare provider who takes care of the patient, including the patient’s primary care physician and any specialists that care for the patient later. I’ve seen many times where a quick-thinking paramedic was able to obtain an EKG strip and a good assessment during a patient’s undiagnosed episode of tachycardia and write a good narrative explaining their assessment findings which then enabled a cardiologist to immediately make a diagnosis and save the patient weeks of wearing a Holter monitor to try and reproduce the rhythm for a diagnosis.

    In addition to all of the above, you will be judged on the quality of your narrative by the healthcare providers down the line, your service will be judged, and our profession will be judged. If you write a narrative report that is full of poor grammar, misspelled words, nonsensical statements, and other gobbledygook, other healthcare providers will think you’re an idiot. If they see your reports as inferior to other service’s reports, they’ll think your service is a bunch of idiots. They may even think that all EMTs and paramedics are complete nincompoops. I’ve heard complaints that the ER people never read the patient care reports that ambulance crews leave for them. Maybe it’s because they have read too many of them that are complete nonsense. Rite dem gud reports gize!

  • Your Management and Your Medical Director – A good EMS Quality Assurance/Quality Improvement program is impossible without good EMS reporting. It isn’t about a game of “Gotcha!”. It’s about documenting how protocols, procedures, policies, and operations really work in the field. If you have a patient that the medical director follows up on after their care in the ER, the first thing that he or she is going to do is read your narrative to find out what you did, what protocol you followed, and why you did it. If you paint them a good picture, they may find the information useful enough to be able to tweak protocols and fine-tune procedures. Sure, you may get a talking-to occasionally, but a well-documented call that doesn’t quite go to plan is always better than a poorly documented call that doesn’t go according to plan. You’re protecting yourself and your crew. If everyone writes a good narrative, everyone is working to improve patient care.

  • Lawyers – Who didn’t see this one coming? It’s not my quote, but I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: “If you didn’t write it, you didn’t do it… unless it was bad. Then, if you didn’t write that you DIDN’T do it, you did do it”. EMS people get sued sometimes. Nice, caring, professional, and compassionate people get sued sometimes. It often doesn’t make sense why, either. I wouldn’t say that there is an epidemic of lawsuits against individual providers or ambulance services, but it can and does happen more often than we want it to. Writing a “LEGALLY DEFENSIBLE” narrative report is key. Always do this, read more on this below. However, it’s not just lawyers that want a piece of you that read patient care reports. Lawyers that handle civil cases for our patients read them in order to gather information about lawsuits that our patients file. EMS Patient care reports are a wealth of information for civil attorneys litigating workers’ compensation cases, car accidents, accidental injuries, and fraud. By not writing good narratives, we can damage our patients’ legal cases. By providing factual, relevant information, we can protect the innocent parties in legal cases. If you’re ever called to testify in one of these types of cases, you’ll appreciate having written a good narrative. Trust me.

  • Your Own Backside – Remember what I said above about writing a “legally defensible” narrative? This means that you need to write your narrative in such a way that you look like a true professional in the eyes of the court. Even if you did everything exactly right, if you documented the call like a D-minus third-grade book report on Snuggles the Wonder Kitten, you’re an idiot in the eyes of the jury. The jury, or judge, thinks that idiots are probably negligent. Therefore, people who write bad narratives are probably doing other things badly, and people who do things badly are doing them negligently. It’s not a good situation and not one that you’re likely to win. I’ve always said that I will make tough decisions when I have to, and will even bend the rules a bit if it is the right thing to do for the patient. However, if and when you have to do this, make sure that you clearly document:

    • The reasons you were in the situation where you had to bend the rules and/or make a tough decision
    • The information you had available to you that caused you to make the decision you did
    • The options you considered that were less desirable than the decision you ultimately made, and why
      they were less desirable
    • Why you felt it was best for the patient, even if and especially if the decision went wrong
    • (Make sure it was the best for the patient)

    Document everything. If it was minus-30-degree weather and it was best for the patient to not put them in a KED because they would be frostbitten by the time you were done, that is information that would help you if they had an occult c-spine fracture from an auto accident. If the patient was trying to knock your teeth out and you restrained them, that is also good information. If you withheld a medication indicated by protocol, say adenosine for a Narrow Complex Tachycardia because you saw a ramp-up (delta wave) between the P-wave and the QRS complex indicative of Wolf-Parkinson-White syndrome where adenosine is contra-indicated, you should probably document that well. Good documentation is documentation that gives a full picture of the scene for those that read your report. Document a full assessment (DO A GOOD ASSESSMENT, then document it). Document your working diagnosis and the differential diagnoses that you considered and ruled-out. Document the treatment you gave per protocol and the response that the patient had to the treatments given. Document how you were dispatched to the call and how you responded. Document information that you gathered from people at the scene, and who those people were. Document what you saw when you arrived on scene. Document more than you think that you should. Make sure that its coherent information. I’m going to harp on this again: By all means possible, USE PROPER ENGLISH, SPELLING, GRAMMAR, and PUNCTUATION! Spell check is a great tool. However, it doesn’t differentiate between the RIGHT words for the sentence, and the WRONG words. Your going to be wrong if you re-lie only one spell cheque (Yes, those were the wrong words. No, Spell check didn’t catch it. Got it?)

In the previous post, I spoke about the fact that I use the “SOAP” method to write my EMS narratives. I didn’t intend to do it this way, and I used to think that I hated it until I realized that it was what I was using when nobody told me to. “SOAP” is an acronym that describes the “SOAP Charting method” I don’t know who came up with it, but the letters stand for “Subjective, Objective, Assessment, Plan” (See HERE to go to the other post to read more on it.) These things help you organize the information in a readable format. I think that they help “set the stage” for the short-story that is your narrative.

Here’s two examples of “Subjective” information:

  • Ambulance 1-J-26 dispatched emergent through the 911 system to the scene of a two-vehicle MVC with injuries on a two-lane 55mph rural highway. Upon our arrival we found a “head-on” style collision between two late-model pick-up trucks with heavy damage to both vehicles on their front driver’s side. Triage was initiated and this Patient (Pt) was identified as critical. There were four injuries on this scene. The Pt in this report was the restrained driver of a late-model pickup truck with heavy front-end damage and intrusion into the passenger compartment. Pt was pinned in the vehicle upon our arrival with his chest set between the steering wheel and the seat. Pt was conscious, alert, and oriented x 2 with labored breathing but no apparent airway compromise. Fire/Rescue notified of the need for heavy extrication and a Med-Pigeon Helicopter was requested for a scene response. Traffic control and the landing zone referred to Anytown Sherrif’s Dept already on scene.

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  • Ambulance 1 dispatched non-emergent for the routine scheduled transfer of the 59yo F Pt from HOLY BEAGLE HOSPITAL –Rm #223 to ST. BERNARD REGIONAL ICU. Upon our arrival we found the Pt’s RN who gave us a passdown report on the Pt. Pt had been admitted to Holy Beagle for treatment of an exacerbation of CHF and had been diagnosed with further respiratory compromise related to pneumonia per her physician. Pt was being transferred for ICU care at St. Bernard. Found the Pt Conscious, Alert, and oriented x 2 with ABCs intact.

These are the first type of sentences that I write into my narrative reports. It is “Subjective” information because it sets the scene. It states who you are, how you were dispatched, what you were dispatched for, where you were dispatched to, and what you found immediately when you got there. The second one states who you received information from: The patient’s RN. Notice that I put in statements containing the patient’s level of consciousness, airway patency, respiratory effort, and circulatory status. I think that this helps to show that you began your assessment immediately upon laying eyes upon the patient.

Continuing, some examples of “Objective” information, continuing on with the two narratives above:

  • Pt was still located in the driver’s seat and was able to understand that he had been in a severe car accident. Pt had strong and rapid radial pulses noted but had shallow respirations. Pt was unable to tell us what time or what day it was. C-spine precautions were initiated in the vehicle with a c-collar and manual stabilization as fire/rescue extricated the patient. Extrication took approx. 10min. Patient was removed via backboard and secured with straps, head blocks, and tape. Pt secured on cot. Due to 10min ETA from ther responding helicopter EMS and an estimated 30min transport time to a trauma center, Pt was taken to the ambulance for stabilization. Patient with CC (Chief Complaint) of chest pain and dyspnea.

  • P t was sitting upright in her hospital bed. Pt on EKG monitor showing NSR s ectopy. Pt had been given a 20ga IV in her R hand and was receiving an IV drip of 1000ml Normal Saline at 100ml/hr and an IVP drip of Levaquin via that IV site. RN std that Pt had also received an IV bolus of 40mg Lasix approx 20min prior to our arrival as well as 1000ml Tylenol PO for a recurrent fever, last measured at 101.5 degrees. Pt was on o2 at 4-LPM via NC bringing her SpO2 to 98%. Pt had a foley cath in place (thank goodness). Pt was unable to ambulate due to her condition and resultant weakness. Pt secured on cot and taken to rig. Vital signs assessed and per previous in this report (Yes, this is the ONE thing that the check boxes are good for). Pt denied CC other than of being tired.

This is the second section of my EMS narrative report. It is called the “Objective” information because it is information you get through objective observation (think the scientific method). Objective observation is what you observe while you are there when looking at the scene with a trained eye. This could include the initial assessment (or primary assessment, whatever the kids are calling it these days) and a discussion of the life threats or lack thereof that you see. This is information directly gathered by you about the patient.

The “Assessment” portion, and the continued examples from above: (I write “ASSESSMENT” in capital letters in order to differentiate the report. You don’t have to, but I just always have)

  1. ASSESSMENT: As above. Skin Pale, cool, diaphoretic. Pupils PERRL. No evidence of head trauma. JVD (Jugular Venous Distention) noted. Trachea midline/mobile. Chest with asymmetrical movement to inspirati
    on, markedly decreased breath sounds in both R upper and R lower chest, bruising, abrasions, and what appeared to be a steering wheel imprint left in Pt’s chest with other indications of thoracic trauma. ABD tender to palpation in the RUQ and LUQ, not noticeably distended. Pelvis intact. Extrem c weakening peripheral pulses but good motor and sensation. Pt seemed to be becoming increasingly lethargic, confused, and agitated. Pt was loudly complaining of chest pain and diff. breathing, stating that it “hurt to breathe”. Pt’s Blood Pressure (BP) taken q 5min showed 1st reading at 134/84, 2nd reading of 128/92, and 3rd of 110/98.

  2. ASSESSMENT: As above. Skin Warm, pink, and moist. Pupils PERRL, no JVD, trachea M/M, Chest equal rise/fall bilaterally c diffuse rhonchi and rubs throughout. ABD SNT. Extrem c good Pulse/motor/sensation/temp x 4. Some pitting edema noted to both lower extremities. Pt was resting comfortably and std that she “felt much better” after the Tylenol. Pt denied other complaints.

    The “Assessment” portion of the report is the secondary assessment, the detailed assessment, and/or the focused assessment. At a minimum, it should include what are called “pertinent negatives”. These are things that you should always put in every report. Detail a head to toe assessment. The “pertinent negatives” as they are called, are negative assessment findings. Even if you don’t find anything, you write that you didn’t find anything to prove that you looked at it. I think that you should avoid acronyms such as “normal”, or WNL (Within Normal Limits) as they prove only that you didn’t really look. Normal is a subjective statement. If the skin is pink, warm, and dry, write that. Don’t just write “Skin normal”, because a lawyer will pick you apart on what “normal” is for that exact patient, and just how exactly you are qualified to know what “normal limits” are for that patient population. I always break the assessment portion into the same format: Skin signs, head, pupils, trachea, JVD/no JVD, Chest condition and lung sounds, Abdominal findings, pelvis (for trauma), then extremities. After that, I write specific assessment findings that don’t fit into the above sentence. Feel free to get as detailed as you need to in writing details about the various organ systems. I also write “as above” in the first part in order to tie in any assessment findings that I may have included in the above two sections. This is a very important part of the narrative, write it well.

Finally, the “Treatment Plan” section: (I always write “TREATMENT” in caps, once again, just ‘cuz I do)

  1. TREATMENT: As above. Pt placed on 15-LPM o2 via NRB while still in the vehicle. Bilateral IVs started with a 14ga in L AC and a 16ga started in R AC. Both IVs running 1000ml warm NS fast TKO. Pt placed on 5-lead EKG showing S-tach (Sinus Tachycardia) with occasional PVCs. Pt’s abrasions and various superficial bleeding controlled c gauze and tape. Due to Pt’s increasing dyspnea, narrowing pulse pressures, JVD, and decreased breath sounds on the R side a needle decompression was performed in the R upper chest (beween 2nd/3rd intercostals) with 14ga IV cath and flutter valve placed. Pressurized air return noted in syringe upon penetration of the pleural space. Note trends of vital signs. Pt’s breathing improved markedly and Pt’s LOC began to improve. Pt continuously monitored during and after treatment.

  2. TREATMENT: All inpatients treatments continued. Pt maintained on o2. Pt maintained on EKG showing NSR s ectopy. Pt rested comfortably during transport without any additional complaints. VS (vital signs) q 15min without change observed.

As far as the “Treatment” section is concerned, write what you did and how the patient responded. For routine treatments, such as oxygen, bandaging, splinting, and an IV, I usually just write that I did them if the patient condition is such that they would be automatically assumed to be done. For more complex treatments, such as medication given or the pleural decompression described above, I document the rationale and the technique used. A good rule of thumb is: The more invasive the treatment, the more you should write why and how you did it. You should also write how the patient responded to the treatment, and if you considered one treatment over another, write that too.

To end my report, I put the patient’s disposition. I also include a statement on how I contacted the receiving hospital (in my case) or medical control:

  1. Receiving hospital notified of incoming level 1 trauma by MedChannel radio. Med-Pigeon Flight crew arrived and our crew assisted in packaging the patient. Handed over Pt care to flight crew and assisted with transporting the Pt to the waiting helicopter. Care transferred.

  2. Pt transported and transferred to St. Bernard ICU RN staff s incident or exacerbation of condition.

    The above statements concern what you ended up doing with the patient. Always show that you passed the patient to an equal or higher level of care. Show that it was an orderly and legal transfer. If you are calling into the base hospital or medical control, state any orders received and who gave them to you (”Formerly St. Hospital contacted via MedChannel with orders received to administer 1 amp D-50 per Dr. Marcus. Order confirmed. 1 amp D-50 given per the order”). If you receive no orders, write that too. I always include the phrase “Pt transported and transferred (to whom) s (which means “without” in case you were wondering) incident or exacerbation (which means, “to get worse”) of condition”.

Now, let’s bring together the reports #1 and #2 so you can read them as a whole:

  1. Ambulance 1-J-26 dispatched emergent through the 911 system to the scene of a two-vehicle MVC with injuries on a two-lane 55mph rural highway. Upon our arrival we found a “head-on” style collision between two late-model pick-up trucks with heavy damage to both vehicles on their front driver’s side. Triage was initiated and this Patient (Pt) was identified as critical. There were four injuries on this scene. The Pt in this report was the restrained driver of a late-model pickup truck with heavy front-end damage and intrusion into the passenger compartment. Pt was pinned in the vehicle upon our arrival with his chest set between the steering wheel and the seat. Pt was conscious, alert, and oriented x 2 with labored breathing but no apparent airway compromise. Fire/Rescue notified of the need for heavy extrication and a Med-Pigeon Helicopter was requested for a scene response. Traffic control and the landing zone referred to Anytown Sherrif’s Dept already on scene. Pt was still located in the driver’s seat and was able to understand that he had been in a severe car accident. Pt had strong and rapid radial pulses noted but had shallow respirations. Pt was unable to tell us what time or what day it was. C-spine precautions were initiated in the vehicle with a c-collar and manual stabilization as fire/rescue extricated the patient. Extrication took approx. 10min. Patient was removed via backboard and secured with straps, head blocks, and tape. Pt secured on cot. Due to 10min ETA from ther responding helicopter EMS and an estimated 30min transport time to a trauma center, Pt was taken to the ambulance for stabilization. Patient with CC (Chief Complaint) of chest pain and dyspnea. ASSESSMENT: As above. Skin Pale, cool, diaphoretic. Pupils PERRL. No evidence of head trauma. JVD (Jugular Venous Distention) noted. Trachea midline/mobile. Chest with asymmetrical movement t
    o inspiration, markedly decreased breath sounds in both R upper and R lower chest, bruising, abrasions, and what appeared to be a steering wheel imprint left in Pt’s chest with other indications of thoracic trauma. ABD tender to palpation in the RUQ and LUQ, not noticeably distended. Pelvis intact. Extrem c weakening peripheral pulses but good motor and sensation. Pt seemed to be becoming increasingly lethargic, confused, and agitated. Pt was loudly complaining of chest pain and diff. breathing, stating that it “hurt to breathe”. Pt’s Blood Pressure (BP) taken q 5min showed 1st reading at 134/84, 2nd reading of 128/92, and 3rd of 110/98. TREATMENT: As above. Pt placed on 15-LPM o2 via NRB while still in the vehicle. Bilateral IVs started with a 14ga in L AC and a 16ga started in R AC. Both IVs running 1000ml warm NS fast TKO. Pt placed on 5-lead EKG showing S-tach (Sinus Tachycardia) with occasional PVCs. Pt’s abrasions and various superficial bleeding controlled c gauze and tape. Due to Pt’s increasing dyspnea, narrowing pulse pressures, JVD, and decreased breath sounds on the R side a needle decompression was performed in the R upper chest (beween 2nd/3rd intercostals) with 14ga IV cath and flutter valve placed. Pressurized air return noted in syringe upon penetration of the pleural space. Note trends of vital signs. Pt’s breathing improved markedly and Pt’s LOC began to improve. Pt continuously monitored during and after treatment. Receiving hospital notified of incoming level 1 trauma by MedChannel radio. Med-Pigeon Flight crew arrived and our crew assisted in packaging the patient. Handed over Pt care to flight crew and assisted with transporting the Pt to the waiting helicopter. Care transferred.

  2. Ambulance 1 dispatched non-emergent for the routine scheduled transfer of the 59yo F Pt from HOLY BEAGLE HOSPITAL –Rm #223 to ST. BERNARD REGIONAL ICU. Upon our arrival we found the Pt’s RN who gave us a passdown report on the Pt. Pt had been admitted to Holy Beagle for treatment of an exacerbation of CHF and had been diagnosed with further respiratory compromise related to pneumonia per her physician. Pt was being transferred for ICU care at St. Bernard. Found the Pt Conscious, Alert, and oriented x 2 with ABCs intact. Pt was sitting upright in her hospital bed. Pt on EKG monitor showing NSR s ectopy. Pt had been given a 20ga IV in her R hand and was receiving an IV drip of 1000ml Normal Saline at 100ml/hr and an IVP drip of Levaquin via that IV site. RN std that Pt had also received an IV bolus of 40mg Lasix approx 20min prior to our arrival as well as 1000ml Tylenol PO for a recurrent fever, last measured at 101.5 degrees. Pt was on o2 at 4-LPM via NC bringing her SpO2 to 98%. Pt had a foley cath in place (thank goodness). Pt was unable to ambulate due to her condition and resultant weakness. Pt secured on cot and taken to rig. Vital signs assessed and per previous in this report (Yes, this is the ONE thing that the check boxes are good for). Pt denied CC other than of being tired. ASSESSMENT: As above. Skin Warm, pink, and moist. Pupils PERRL, no JVD, trachea M/M, Chest equal rise/fall bilaterally c diffuse rhonchi and rubs throughout. ABD SNT. Extrem c good Pulse/motor/sensation/temp x 4. Some pitting edema noted to both lower extremities. Pt was resting comfortably and std that she “felt much better” after the Tylenol. Pt denied other complaints. TREATMENT: All inpatients treatments continued. Pt maintained on o2. Pt maintained on EKG showing NSR s ectopy. Pt rested comfortably during transport without any additional complaints. VS (vital signs) q 15min without change observed. Pt transported and transferred to St. Bernard ICU RN staff s incident or exacerbation of condition.

The two reports above could not be much more different, however if you look, they are both written using the same, versatile format. SOAP is a tool for you to use to help organize your information and tell your story of the patient care. Use it as a guide, or a process. Don’t use it as a strict format. It will help you as it has me.

Remember, the SOAP chart is just one example of the EMS narrative report, the EMS patient care report, the Paramedic narrative, the EMT narrative, the ambulance report, or the patient chart. Written well, and you are improving your patients’ care. Write it poorly, and you’re harming your patient and maybe looking like an idiot.

You may print this out and use it with my permission, as long as there’s a link: http://proems.blogspot.com – and my e-mail: Proems1@yahoo.com

Till later, all.

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The Insanely long work week – Part 14 2/3

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[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4LwJnuPVbY&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1]

This has been my shifts so far. One really good save at the start of it, then… well, this.

I was the cat at the end. I envision that there’s an epic fail coming up

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Awesome! – Emergency! is on!

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Sitting in the crew quarters (The ones we call “The Condos” here at this job). Partner is flipping channels and up pops… Emergency! Yay! Blogging be over for me for a while, gotta watch my boy Johnny rappel down a building to work a code on a scaffolding.

Oh no! He just dropped his hat! Oh no! He’s Hurt!

Go Roy! Save Johnny!

Man, I want to do that today SO MUCH!

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Editor’s Note: Ckemtp is working a 48 shift right now as part of a 172hr stretch of working in under 2wks time. He’s loopy and currently incapable of writing anything of any meaning. If you are currently sharing his pain, write a comment to let him know.

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Edit: The victim was in “Full cardiac arrest” for like, twenty minutes so far… Whattaya wanna bet that they’re going to get a neurologically intact “save” in a minute using intracardiac bicarb?

Rampart? Help!

I love this show so much.

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The Insanely Long Shift – Notes from a forced insomniac

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I am currently on an insanely long shift.

Call me irresponsible, call me crazy, call me whatever… but between my two EMS jobs, I am currently working a less-than-two week stretch with 178 scheduled hours.

Yea… 178 freakin hours at work.

I don’t get to sleep at home this week with Gkemtb at all. Not one night between last Thursday and next Monday night. I miss her… And don’t get me wrong here. I’m fully aware that this is probably irresponsible for me to work this many hours. I’m also fully aware that while I can do this job in my sleep out of necessity, and have many, many times over the years… I probably shouldn’t.

So I’ve decided that since I cannot get my brain started to write long, entertaining posts with my current insane work schedule (See my pitiful attempt to write something for The Handover below), I’m going to relate funny things that happen to me during the shifts. Yes, these shifts include both EMS only and Fire Based EMS shifts, so there’s some BRT calls mixed in there too (BRT = Big Red Truck).

Like this one:

I’ve been in the game for over a decade, so my adrenaline isn’t nearly as powerful as it used to be when I was a younger young medic, but the first night fire shift that I worked in this crazy tour did something to me that hasn’t happened in a long time. Our dispatching system is set up so that a really loud, annoying bell rings when the 911 center calls our department’s dispatcher to notify us of a call. Our dispatcher, who sits in “The Fishbowl” in the front of our apparatus bay, sets off the tones after getting the call. Effectively, this gives us a 30second or so “Head’s up” to get up, get dressed, pee, and be ready to be right out the door when the tones drop. (yea, we’re quick lil’ pissers). This bell, (think: Old telephone with mechanical bell but really really loud) is located in three spots in the station. One in the apparatus bay, one in the bunk room, and one up in the administrative offices, the one in the Bunk room did it to me. Dumb me, I chose the bed right under the bell to fall asleep on. I’m so freakin tired from working all these hours, that once I hit the pillow, I was out.

Or I was till the bell rang… Geez that thing is loud. Wow, jolted me bolt upright outta the bunk and dang near gave me a heart attack.

This job’s gonna kill my heart I think.

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Update: Ran a buncha calls. Just took a nap to a show about comic book superheroes on the TV. Weird dreams.

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The Handover – June ’09 Edition

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BasicsDoc took on The Handover blog carnival this month. As always, there’s a ton of excellent articles from my fellow EMS bloggers. It’s all “must read” stuff.

Great stuff. Good Job Doc.

Remember, “Support your local EMS Blogosphere!”

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My First…

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I can still smell the freshly cut grass baking in the summer sun and feel the breeze chasing leaves through the trees. Just one thought brings me back there to that time, to that place. My life forever changed as another life ended and I tried in vain to save it. I was young, naïve, and unprepared for the journey that life was telling me to take.

I was fifteen years old and He was in his seventies. His life ended there in that field and My life’s passion began next to his final call from God. The shock of seeing death close-up sparked emotions in me that I’ve never quite felt again. I was unprepared for what I was going to devote my life to and like every lesson EMS teaches a person, being unprepared was MY problem. EMS was ready for me to be taught.

My first code was my friend Roy. I was working in a Boy Scout Summer camp as kitchen help and Roy was the long-time camp director. He was retired US Navy, a sea-dog who had found his second calling in shaping boys into Men one summer at a time. He was a friend and father figure to all who knew him. I was truly honored that he had given me the chance to work on his staff. I had been coming to the camp for years as a boy and had finally been hired on as a staff member. I thought that it was so cool, the fact that I was the camp dishwasher notwithstanding. I was THERE. I was a part of things. I was what I had looked up to for so many years of my young life. I’ve always wanted to work in helping others. Probably because my father was a small-town Fire Chief and owner of the local hardware store and my Mother (the Saint) is a teacher. I’m trying to teach my son the lesson that my family taught me, that my family helps people.

I was fascinated with EMS, first-aid, the fire service, CPR, and anything with flashing lights. I had no clue of what I was trying to get myself into but I wanted to be a part of it. I even tried to petition the state into letting me take the EMT class before I was 18 years old. They said no, and I was crushed. Undaunted, I still learned as much as I could, read EMS textbooks, and waited and wished to be part of my first real emergency. I wanted to help people so badly that it burned inside of me. I was the classic young Ricky Rescue, whacker, or whatever you call an EMS geek in your neck of the woods… I laugh at it now, but it was no joke then. It consumed me. Maybe if I would have spent that time learning how to pick stocks, or how to play the guitar, or how to hit a baseball I would have been better off; but I was infatuated with EMS.

It’s funny now, because as much as I do it today after ten years or so on the truck, I’m still in love with it but I control it and not the other way around. I don’t have any EMS tattoos, nor do I wear t-shirts emblazoned with silly EMS slogans. I *do* have a blue emergency light in my car, but it’s simply because my volunteer department runs around 3000 calls per year and we’ve only got around 8 paramedics to respond. When we’re getting third and fourth calls out sometimes I have to get to the station real quick like. I rarely use it.

One hot, sticky summer day I was busy washing the hundreds of dishes dirtied by a dinnertime full of hungry boys. I was looking out the window of the dish room when I saw a car rocketing across the grassy main field of the camp towards a camp site. It was strange and was very abnormal. I ran outside to see what was going on and saw a commotion at a camp site on the far side of the field. I ran towards it. I wanted to know what was going on. I was a staff member. It was my job.

Being a teenager, I made the quarter mile sprint with ease. I ended up looking through a crowd of people that had gathered and…

Holy Mother of… that’s Roy! They’re doing CPR! Oh my God…

I had to get up there to help, and help I did. There was an adult there who said that he was a volunteer EMT from an ambulance service somewhere. I said that I knew CPR. We performed 2 man resuscitation on him using the strictest Red Cross CPR procedures. 15 compressions. Two breaths. I was giving the breaths without a barrier device. He was throwing up.

I don’t know if you can tell as you read this, but I’m getting chills as I write. I can still taste the vomit in my mouth. I can still feel it burning in my nose. This was almost fifteen years ago and I can see it and feel it now as I write about it as clearly as if I was there. I am writing this at a fire station as an experienced paramedic with an ALS ambulance, a fire engine, and a ladder company within 30 feet of me and I have the urge to take the ambulance out and go save Roy. I wanted to save him more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. I’ve saved my last two codes. I can do it now. Let me go back.

You know that it ended badly. I didn’t. I did CPR until I was relieved by the local volunteer BLS ambulance. They hooked up their new AED (a shiny new LIfepack 300!) and it announced “shock advised”. Two shocks and continued CPR brought on a “no shock advised”. They transported him to an ALS intercept 25minutes down the road. The ALS crew worked on him for the 25 more minutes to the hospital ER. The ER pronounced Roy dead.

I had huddled with the other staff members in the camp command post. We were proud of our efforts and were confident that our CPR skills had prevailed. When we got the call, well… you can imagine how the youthful joy turned into something dark and devastating.

My Father and Mother arrived because they’d heard the call go out over the radio waves. One of the EMTs on the ambulance had called them to tell them of the bad news as well. We took a long walk around the camp while they listened to my story. After that, Dad began to talk.

He told me of the patients that he’d lost as a firefighter, as an “ambulance driver” in a Cadillac, and as the Fire Chief. He told me of notifying parents that their children had died. He told stories of great pain and sadness that only an emergency worker knows. I’d never really heard him talk that way or tell those stories. Then my parents gave me a hug and let me know that things would be ok in time. And they were.

But Roy’s the first patient that I carry with me. He’ll always be there and I’m glad to have him in my psyche. I came to that Boy Scout Summer Camp as a boy. I left a little closer to being a Man.

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The EMS Blogosphere, saving lives and our profession

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I’ve been struggling trying to come up with a proper post for this month’s edition of “The Handover” Blog carnival. The theme, this month, is “Communication” and since communication is so essential to EMS, I’ve been starting and stopping posts as my ADD has reared its ugly head and kept popping new and better ideas into my head.

So here I sit in the station. We’ve run four calls, detailed the ladder truck, and now “Mythbusters” is on the tube. Laptop-on-lap, I’m trying to put forth something worthy of my fellow EMS bloggers.

Here are some of the ideas that I’ve had thus far:

  • I could rehash my “Soapy Pictures – The EMS Narrative Report” post. It’s good, not great, but good. It’s about writing a proper EMS narrative report. I guess that it’s about EMS communication.
  • I could put my “Oh No You didn’t” Rant about people calling us Ambulance Drivers on the Handover. THAT one was fun to write, but it’s been done already.

Everything in EMS is communication. There’s just so much to write about. We communicate with the public that we’re responding to an emergency when we turn on our lights and sirens. We communicate with our partners when we give them the “GO GET THE COT AND LETS DRIVE REALLY FAST TO A CATH LAB” look after running a 12-lead EKG. We communicate with our patients when we educate them about their medical condition and ask questions doing our assessments.

However, I think that I’d like to write about what I believe to be the most significant change in EMS communication that I’ve ever seen: The EMS Blogosphere.

A while back ago, an EMT-Basic asked me how I had learned so much about EMS in general. Since I’m an EMS geek and regularly challenge people to stump me with questions, he figured that I might have some secret to how I learn things.

I told him that I read articles. At least two or three magazine articles a day most days. Now, I also read blogs. I’m on at least four or five different blogs per day. They are a treasure trove of information about the profession that I love. You can find information about everything as experienced through the eyes of your peers. Best practices in EMS are broadcast for the world to see at the speed of light. Injustices are exposed. Light is shown upon the good and the bad in the profession and mediocrity now has nowhere to hide.

The rapid progress of our profession has begun. EMS 2.0 (as HappyMedic calls it) is on the horizon. All you have to do to usher in the positive change is: Read, write, and participate.

We all have a voice. Use yours, hear others. Collaborate. Share. Support your favorite bloggers by referring your peers to read their stuff. Buy stuff from their sponsors. Remember, it’s all for a higher purpose.

Sorry about the short handover post, you’ll get one of my trademark way-too-long ones next time. If this wasn’t enough… Read This One about kneeling in poo. Or This One written by a guest blogger about our families.

 

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Video – Rockford, Illinois – Train derails and explodes during severe thunderstorm

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[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCy95IwGltU&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca]

June 19th, 2009 – Rockford, IL

So last night, I was working my ambulance job in Wisconsin and MISSED THIS. My Illinois Fire Department sent an engine and a chief through the MABAS system who are still there. I don’t have all the details, but apparently a severe thunderstorm washed out railroad tracks which caused a train to derail. The train was carrying haz-mat. It ’sploded, sending a fire ball 300 feet into the air.

Wow. And I missed it. I slept most of the night. They are reporting that there is one dead and nine injured. Those poor people. God’s blessings to the rescuers and the victims.

You can get more details at: the Rockford Register Star

Update: Here is some more information from RRstar.com

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A very cool site

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Want to learn something? This site: Http://www.callandpump.org is the flavor of CPR I do. I’ve been getting some real “Kick the Grim Reaper in the Balls” saves with it.

You should read about it too.

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Hey, UK people, Explain this for me

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This link – is to a story that I just found coming out of the UK. It’s about a young, single mother who “did not know that she was pregnant for 27 weeks”. The story is about the UK social services (and I don’t know how your governmental divisions work over there) taking the young mother’s baby because she is “too stupid” to be a mother.

God I wish we did that here!

Oh wait, no I don’t… Because I love my son and I’m a real idiot sometimes.

I am indeed in favor of people having to have a license to reproduce. However, I am also, if you read this blog more than once per year, not really in favor of heavy-handed governmental interventions into private lives.

I don’t quite know what to make of this. Is it in the child’s best interest? How about society’s best interest?

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“In Their Eyes” – From Guest Author – Randy Lovelace EMT-B

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Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, EMS people and Firefighters,

I bumped this post up, because Randy’s such a darn good guy.

This post is placed with the permission of the author, Randy Lovelace EMT-B. He’s a friend of mine and a firefighter/EMT-B at a department where I work. He wrote this article after a training that our department completed and it was just published in our department’s monthly newsletter. I believe that the post needs more exposure, because it is just great. It exemplifies the camaraderie and community spirit that is embodied in our small-town department (that runs about 3k calls a year). We’re an anomaly, our small-but-proud department. We’ve got a fanatically devoted, passionate group of highly trained volunteer firefighters and EMTs that provide the best possible service to our citizens.

I’ve taken out the references to our department because I try to maintain my anonymity to provide another level of protection of patient confidentiality. It doesn’t detract from the piece.

Thanks Randy, great article.

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In Their Eyes

Last Saturday, May 30th, the Mid-Size Midwestern Fire Department held training for all members at the Greenlee Farm site. Everyone that came was kept busy with all the work of training evolutions, scenario management, fire control, safety, and finally, the actual burning of the house on the property.

Throughout the morning, people started coming out to the site to see what was going on and find out why there was so much activity. Many of those people, however, were family members of the firefighters. There were wives, children and significant others all interested in seeing what we do and how we do it.

For the firefighters, the activities were fairly fast-paced. Most of the training was geared towards fire suppression, which required teams to advance hose lines into the burning structure, identify the source of the fire and its fuel, and correlate the conditions inside with a method of fire attack that would result in the maximum possibility of success while subjecting the firefighters to minimum risk. Some new operators were manning the pump controls on the engines, others were shuttling water from the nearest water source to our site, and dumping it into porta-tanks for use by the firefighting teams.

Instructors, safety personnel, training officers and operations officers all worked throughout the morning, checking everything, verifying that all risks had been mitigated as much as possible, and that all planned training was taking place on time to previously determined standards.
For many of the firefighters running evolutions against the scenarios, this was their first time in a burning structure beyond our training tower. This was their first time fighting fire in scenarios where the fire could get away from them, and their first time in conditions where the heat was a physical entity – attacking you as soon as you entered the house.

Our probies proved that morning that they knew how to properly check their nozzle and hose line before entering a structure. They remembered that you turn the nozzle head to the right (for a stream pattern) to fight the fire, and verify you have water, not air, coming out that hose. They didn’t know that our primary interior training officer was intentionally setting the nozzle for a fog pattern every time a previous team got done, just to test what they did remember. Even our newest firefighters remembered that you position yourself outside the hose line as it turns around a corner, and they all got to experience what it truly meant to back up the nozzle man – that they were his eyes, his guardian angel. They learned how much they could ease the work of aiming the nozzle for the nozzle man, or make it extremely difficult to even hit the fire if they positioned themselves improperly. They demonstrated that although the fire was exciting, it was a known force, and they were to look for the unknown dangers lurking in this burning environment in order to protect themselves and their partner.

Our new firefighters all came to understand the reason for properly wearing all their gear even outside the burning building. They got to feel the immense heat of the fire from 10 yards away, and they felt how much their gear does shield their skin from that heat. They learned that a fog spray from a nozzle can create a magic barrier, insulating them from the heat and allowing them to complete tasks near the fire.

At the end of the day, we had probies and rookies saying they’d never been this hot, they didn’t remember a time when they were this tired. Firefighters of all levels of experience were drenched in sweat, looking for any place at all to sit down, rest and cool off. This day, everyone worked their tails off, everyone was tired, and most had aches of one sort or another.
It’s days like this when we could have been mowing our lawns or napping in a hammock that each of us asks, “Why do I do this? Why do I give up my free time to train so hard?”
The answer to those questions could go in many directions. We could say there’s nothing better to do, it’s for the adrenaline rush, it’s for the camaraderie, it’s to get far away from the Wife’s Honey-Do list. But, reflecting honestly, I think we work and train like this for a different reason. I believe a small piece of each of us wants to be a hero. I’m not talking about saving the world all by ourselves, and I’m not talking about the rush to disaster when all others rush the other direction. I’m simply talking about doing something that needs to be done, when it needs to be done, and doing it well enough that we end up making things better, not worse, for all involved parties. I’m talking about doing the right thing, serving our community doing things that others will not or cannot do.

The belief I’ve just stated, however, was modified on Sunday, the day after our training burn and all that hard work. I got a phone call from my daughter, relating something that happened between my son-in-law (a firefighter) and his son, Austin.

Austin was at the fire on Saturday, and he watched everything he could. His eyes were flashing in every direction, seeing what was going on, where the fire was, what the firefighters did to contain it, watching pump operators, watching hose line tasks, listening to the commander give instructions over the radio. He looked for his father, wanting to see what Dad was doing. When his father sat down, Austin joined him, assuming the same posture. And Austin had the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on a child’s face during that entire time.

When he got home, Austin wrote his father a letter, and drew a picture for him. The letter, transcribed exactly, read:

To Daddy,

Dear daddy I loved waching the fire. It was one of the most coolest things I ever sean. I sean a fan fall that was fun. When I get older I hope I am going to be a firefiter. Just like you.

From Austin

(transcribed with permission from Austin and his Dad)

After my son-in-law read this letter, he was quoted as saying “Aw Buddy, that’s great. Thank you. I love you, too!”

When this story was related to me, tears began to form in my eyes, and I started to understand that I just might be wrong about this entire process. These people I trained with on Saturday, they’re not probies and rookies and veterans and officers, these people are family. I don’t train with them, and go to calls with them. I work with them. I work to protect them. I work to accomplish things together that we could never finish alone. And they all do the very same for me. We nurture each other, we care for each other, we make each other better people that any of us thought we could be.

This firefighting family isn’t a replacement for my own kin. But they’re a perfect model of our families at home. We do the same things at the department as we do at home. We protect and nur
ture, we prepare, we train, we work at home just as we do with the fire department.
I realized that we say we have many reasons for being volunteer firefighters, but in the end, we do it for our families. We do this because we have a need to teach our own how important it is to do good things. We teach them that rewards aren’t always monetary, quite often, they’re heartfelt. We teach them that hard work can be its own reward. In this process, we get benefits as well. We raise children that aspire to be like us, children that are excited for what we do, even when they see how hard we work and sweat to accomplish our tasks. We’re teaching future members of society to love the work we love, and we are preparing them to replace us when we’re too old to continue the exhausting pace that firefighting demands. We’re teaching our children that success exacts a toll – exhaustion, aches, sweat, time. Success demands that we first be ready for a challenge before we can tackle that challenge. And we teach them the sweet taste of victory when we’ve done all that work. We provide them with functional families, homes with love and caring, places to be safe from the rest of the world.

As you prepare for Father’s Day on the 21st, take time to reflect on what you’ve just read, as well as the following concepts. Please note, the phrase “father figure” implies gender, but there’s no gender requirement to be a father figure.

1. If you mentor, you’re a father figure to the one benefiting from your tutelage.
2. If you lead, you’re a father figure to those you command.
3. If you’re the Fire Chief, you’re a father figure to the entire department.
4. If you have children, you’ve already met at least 2 of the previous tests.

For each of us, there’s one more benefit. Austin said it in his letter and all of our children have said the same at one time or another. We’ve already done what we’re still hoping to accomplish. In their eyes, we’re already heroes.

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CPR Fail – Shout out to Ambulancedriverfiles

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http://ambulancedriverfiles.blogspot.com/2009/06/cpr-u-r-doing-it-rong.html

Kelly, over at Ambulancedriverfiles, has an interesting post. Like me, he uses Sitemeter to trak how many hits he gets, how those hits get to his site, and even the search terms in google that get people to him.

He got the one that you saw up there. Look at the Google search words.

OMFG is all I can say. That’s a 911 awareness fail if I ever say one. Wow. I have written about how PR saves lives a lot. I strongly believe that the more we get the word out on how to properly use 911 (or 999 for you Limeys – HA! Limeys) the more lives will be saved.

So let his post be a rallying cry for you all to get out there and promote the proper use of 911.

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“Huddled Masses. Healthcare. Honor. EMS”
“The Profession that is EMS”
“Oh No You Didn’t”

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I Don't tweet, but this is cool

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http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090617/ap_on_re_mi_ea/ml_iran_election_media_2

This is a link to a story on how Twitter and the Internet communication services are blasting through censorship. I like it.

I wonder if people could tweet their calls, making it like a scanner… Hmmm

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More on Socialized Medicine, the US State Run Media, and um.. just wow

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http://www.drudgereport.com/flashaot.htm
Ok, I read Drudge. For those of you who don’t, you should read this.

Oh, and Happy Medic and Medic999 have AWESOME NEWS

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Huddled Masses. Healthcare. Honor. EMS.

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A conversation that I had with another healthcare provider has me pondering a lot of things. Until now, I’d been pondering these things in a solitary way but I think that I’m going to put these ponderable thoughts up on the blog.

This post gets a little more political than my usual stuff. I don’t post politics up here unless the politics specifically relate to EMS (unless they’d get me in a lot of trouble, for example the best EMS delivery model).

But today, I’m making an exception. I think that some of the things that I’m pondering have to be put out there and I think that if I don’t throw this out to the blogosphere I’m gonna go nuts.

I work in a community that has a large Hispanic population. A good portion of them are probably undocumented immigrants from Mexico. Yes, I said “undocumented” and that can mean Illegal immigrants if you so choose to say that. It’s a fact that small towns in the Midwest have been growing by leaps and bounds with undocumented immigrants looking to find work wherever they can. Some of them have legal members of their family that they live with, some don’t.

There’s a huge debate going on in this country over illegal immigration. It’s bigger than me, it’s bigger than this blog, and it’s bigger than EMS. I’m not going to get into my personal opinion on the topic as much as I would if we were discussing this in a bar over a couple of beers, or a country cafe over coffee if you’re a morning person. I can say this: I’m all for border security. I’m all for people following the law and I believe that illegal immigration is a drain on our resources. Those points are barely arguable. Another thing I believe in are the words to a song that I used to sing when I was with a rather patriotic small-town childrens’ choir. The song went something like this: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe fee. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” There’s a lady that stands in the harbor that has these words inscribed upon her, and they mean something.

I look upon this debate and I see both sides fervently trying to destroy any point-of-view other than their own. The lefties want them here because their hearts bleed for them. The righties think that the lefties want them because they can mold them into a new communist workers’ party. Both of them may be right. I am more of the opinion that America is an experiment. We’re a melting pot of people that have come together over the last two-hundred and some odd years to be stronger in our diversity. I believe that any cultural group entering our melting pot should come here and embrace the American ideals. “Melt” into the pot if you will. This has made us strong over the centuries and has built the country that I love, the one I will stand up for. Europe didn’t do that, they isolated their ethnicities into countries and fought amonst each other for a thousand years. We melted and homogenized into a strong nation full of rugged individuals championing their best ideals. I say that the most successful immigrant groups in the storied history of this nation celebrated their old cultures while melting in to our diverse one.

As far as today’s debate goes, I wonder if that would be the whole rub. Are the new illegal immigrants celebrating their own culture while melting into ours? Or our they placing their old culture on top of the American culture and creating discord within a proud nation? I think that we have always accepted the “Tired and poor huddled massess yearning to breathe free” because of our American Dream. People here have equal opportunity, a guarantee of the equal chance for humans to strive to reach their potential. Everyone has the chance to try and succeed to their own definition of success. “Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness” is a guarantee of the chance to pursue. It is not, however, a guarantee of results. Our experiment is that everyone who has the chance will strive to give it their best shot, and that the people who succeed will pull others up alongside them.

I can’t say what’s right here. I don’t know. I don’t want to offend, but here I am, a paramedic. My job is to help everyone and anyone who needs me. I will do so. I have always done so. I took an oath and I honor my convictions. The hypocratic oath means something to me. Healthcare providers are honor-bound to help everyone as much as they can. I always will.

The conversation that we had was short, but he got his point across. I had brought up that while we have a large hispanic population in our coverage area, we rarely have calls involving those hispanic members of our population. I think that this is a bad thing because obviously these people fall ill and get injured at a rate comparable or even moreso than the other demographic groups in our area. I don’t know why they’re not calling but I can figure that it might be alleviated for the good of our community as a whole if we reach out to this population and let them know how, and when, to access the emergency healthcare system. I don’t believe in race and to me “hispanic” is a cultural label and is not even close to whatever “racial” means, but this is a cultural group that should be calling us and doesn’t. It’s deliniated over cultural lines and therefore is handy to address that way.

The other guy thought that it was stupid, pointless, and maybe even wrong to do this. It was because of the “illegal” thing. As strongly as I feel on that issue, and I do have strong feelings, as a healthcare provider my job is to help everyone. Every human deserves the best care that we can give them, every time. I don’t judge people. He shouldn’t either.

Neither should you.

Thoughts?

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