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You Know You Work Rural EMS When… (#12234)

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Today I overheard an ambulance service somewhere out in the sticks get dispatched to a “Car Vs. Pedestrian” on a rural backroad. This particular backroad is known to be a real rural speedway, where cars just fly down the road far from any prying eyes of the local traffic cops. Any vehicle/pedestrian interface on this road would be sure to be a real messy call and the rural ambulance service that got dispatched to the call made a pretty good turn-out time.

About ten minutes after dispatch, the county dispatcher came back over the radio and cancelled the response. Apparently the “Car Vs. Pedestrian” wasn’t Vs. a human pedestrian… it was a Car Vs. Deer. Sure, the deer was probably walking at the time it was hit, but even with as rural as this ambulance service is, they don’t handle veterenary emergencies.

To her credit, the dispatcher made sure to inform the ambulance crew that the “Patient has left the scene”.

Now, you may think that the rural dispatcher was just being cheeky and funny when she informed them that the deer scampered away. However, then you wouldn’t be in rural EMS. The dispatcher, who probably has known every crew member since Sunday School did the crew a favor by letting them know that the deer wasn’t there. Us rural folk know that fresh deer meat out of season is a rare delicacy and that the first person to get there gets the carcas.

I’m not incinuating anything… just sayin.

Medic999 – My Friend and Respected Colleague

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Yesterday my son and I went and got haircuts together at the hairstyling place where my wife takes him. It’s in a grocery store and she goes there too for convenience. Since I hadn’t been to my old-school barber at “Jim’s Barber Shop and Wisecrack Emporium” for a few weeks since he’s been on vacation, I thought I’d get my hair cut too. She was shopping for groceries while the boy and I got our ears lowered.

The boy’s cute, you know. He’s a very cute kid and the girls at the hair cut place just fawn all over him. It’s an inconvenience to be the daddy of the object of such devoted female attention but it’s a burden that I must bear. He was so good for the haircut, like he always is. He holds really still and doesn’t even whimper when I pretend that I wiggled and got my ears chopped off.  Maybe he’s used to me by now… probably so.

The interesting part to this story is when his haircut was done first and the hair cut lady came to present him to me and show me how he looked. While he was smiling at me, she noticed one stray hair sticking up tall and out of place from her otherwise wonderful hair cutting job and said “Oops! Hold still and let me get that!” She then took a pair of scissors and lopped that uncontrolled piece of hair right off. I saw this as a teaching moment and said “See Seth?? One hair decided to stand up tall among all of the others and the first thing that happened was that someone came and chopped it right off. Life’s kinda like that sometimes.”

I meant it as a joke, of course… but we all know that it happens. When someone tries to stand out from the crowd or to take a different path than do the masses there always seems to be someone running with scissors that wants to chop their original thought right off at the root. I’ve always encouraged The Boy to be an independent thinker, except for when it comes to doing what Mommy and I tell him to do of course, and hopefully it will pay off in terms of his “world-changing” abilities later in life.

So since this cute little personal anecdote happened yesterday, it was fresh in my mind when I went over to my buddy Mark Glencorse’s blog at Http://www.999medic.com and was shocked to see This Post up on the page.

Here’s that link again: Go Read It Please, then come back. Ladies and Gentlemen… we have an inspirational leader down.

I have to say that I’ve met Mark on some of the few occasions that he’s chanced to hop the pond and get over here to the US and even though he lives an ocean away, I know that he’s a good guy and I consider him a friend.  While in the grand scheme of things, I haven’t spent all that much time with him overall…  for a man like that one doesn’t need very much time to realize that he is a great all-around stand-up guy that I’m proud to call my friend (or “Me Mate”) as he might say in his Geordie dialect. He’s brilliant, nice, polite, honest, funny, and genuine. I got that sense of him the first time I met him and if it’s possible to call him one of my best internet friends (“Interfriends”? Did I just coin a word??) then I’m proud to do so. I give him my highest recommendation as a human being, great person, and all-around stand-up guy and so you can imagine how I felt when I read these words in his second to last post:

I know I have people in my own service who read my blog and learn from and appreciate my writing.

I know I have people in my own service who read my blog and wait for me to trip up.

I know I have people in my own service who actively look for things to get me into trouble.

I now know I have people in my own service who have tried to cause trouble for me and this blog.

Yesterday, he wrote that he was discontinuing his blog due to pressures placed upon him by his employer and here’s what I have to say to everyone out there listening:

It takes what the college kids call “Cojones” or a good bit of bravery to write an EMS blog. I suppose that many blog topics require some amount of courage to author, but EMS is a touchy subject riddled with lots of “type A” personalities who love nothing more than to throw landmines in the path of those that dare to think outside of the box. Writing a successful EMS blog is no easy undertaking. You must first think for yourself and develop actual thoughts and feelings on issues that others may want to read, you then need to be able to formulate those ideas into a written form that others can understand and think about for their own selves, and you then must be able to defend your ideas against everyone else out there who reads it. Placing an opinion out there in the public for others to read and challenge is a scary thing that takes intellect and courage to do. There is no guarantee that you will get any eyes reading your stuff at all and it takes hard work to get your voice out there. My traffic numbers vary greatly between 200 and 2000 unique visits per day and that’s a long way from when my page languished in the double digits per day. Building traffic and a following takes time, patience, perseverance, brains, and a whole lot of testicular fortitude. Nothing comes easy in this business. Mark understands that and chose to excel at it. His blog has been an inspiration to me and thousands of other EMS professionals world-wide. His thoughts and feelings were positive and brought positive energy to our collective brotherhood of EMS providers. The potential for good that flowed within Mark and his blog is staggering… and it’s a powerful blow that he’s been silenced.

When I see one of the best and brightest among us in this new Worldwide EMS Renaissance having a struggle with what I can only assume to be a small group of even smaller minded people… then well, I get angry. Mark’s my friend and I can assure everyone reading this that if you met him and have read his thoughts like I have, you would consider him a friend as well. He’s an easy guy to respect and it’s an effortless decision on my part to jump to his aid. I may not be able to do anything for him standing over on my continent today… but I can sure go over to his blog and leave a comment on that post I linked to showing my support. I encourage everyone reading this to do the same. In fact, he’s asked you to leave a comment on his farewell post and I darn sure am going to honor his wishes. Please, you do the same if you have not already.

Mark Glencorse has helped shaped the new and brighter EMS reality. His voice is one of calm reason in a challenging world. We need him… therefore we need to support him.

Here’s that link again. Bloggers, please link it. Everyone, please go offer some words of support. He’s a strong man, but everyone could use a kind word now and then. If you’re not following him on Facebook and Twitter, please do so. He’s a friend to EMS and a friend to us all. I am proud to know him.

Thank you, Mark. Your daily voice of reason will be missed. You Sir are an inspiration to EMS and the Men and Women that make us what we are. You’re welcome here anytime and I know that this is not the last we’ll hear from you.

High School Student EMS? Join the EMS Educast LIVE!

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If you would think back a few months ago, you might faintly remember a controversial streak that I had where I posted a few hotly debated topics. One of those posts: Saved By the Bell? High School Student EMS gathered a LOT of responses, both in my commentssection and on the JEMS Facebook Fan Page.

The post looked at whether or not it was a good idea to begin Emergency Medical Technician (EMT-B) training in High Schools and also whether it was a good idea to have high school students actually responding to emergencies. My take was that while I support the idea of first-aid, CPR, and even First-Responder training in high schools, I think that holding EMT-Basic level training there is a bad idea. My thoughts were also that having high-school students responding to 911 medical emergencies was absolutely coo-coo insane.

Depending on your views, I was either a mean and grumpy old man who doesn’t understand just how special these kids are or I was taking a stand to save the profession from the further watering down of our educational standards, professional competency, and pay scale.

Regardless of your opinion, please jump on with Greg Friese and I tonight on the EMS Educast, a LIVE and long-running popular podcast. The show starts at 9pm Eastern, which so I don’t forget is 8pm Central and 6pm PDT. The show is live and I would love to have anyone join us in the chat room and even call in.

Here’s the link: http://www.emseducast.com/live

Here’s the link to the article again: Saved By the Bell? High School Student EMS

The show starts at 9pm Eastern – Join us in the Chat Room and Call In to speak with Greg or myself.

Love my stance or hate it, it’s sure to be a great show.

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Also, if you’re reading this after the show, the EMS Educast and all previous episodes can always be found at www.EMSEducast.com

Should EMS Improvise? And the Recipe for the “Kaiser Cocktail”

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Here’s the recipe for what I call the “Kaiser Cocktail”:

  1. Look in the patient’s kitchen cupboards until you find a box (or a bag) of some type of granulated sugar, powdered sugar, or brown sugar. (in a pinch, you can use honey or syrup)
  2. Find one of the patient’s own cups or glasses, wash it if you have to.
  3. Dump a bunch of the sugar in the glass.
  4. Look in the patient’s refrigerator until you find some soda pop or some type of sweet juice like orange, apple, or grape juice.
  5. Pour that in the glass with the sugar.
  6. Mix it up really well with some type of stirring device. Don’t use your pen or your finger. (Your partner’s pen or finger is ok though.) (Not really.)
  7. Serve warm, chilled, or tepid. Garnish with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

Have you guessed what the “Kaiser Cocktail is used for? If you’re in EMS I’m pretty sure you may have figured it out. It’s for sweetening up your local mild hypoglycemic… and no, it’s definitely not for serving to my son right before I drop him off with the in-laws for revenge purposes. The Kaiser Cocktail is for those patients who have blood glucose levels in the mid double digits but that still have the mental faculties necessary for drinking fluids and for protecting their airway while they do it. It’s a home remedy of sorts and it isn’t exactly the kind of thing that they teach you in EMT school. It works like a charm every time and I’ve never seen it not be well tolerated by the patients I’ve used it on or by the families that watch me do it. In fact, the families always seem more than willing to help whip one right up when I ask them to do so.

Picture this scenario: Your ambulance is dispatched to the “Known Diabetic with Altered Mental Status” at an address a short 8 minutes away. You respond to a well kept address in a nice neighborhood and are directed into the residence by a twenty-something female who tells you that her grandfather “Just isn’t acting right and won’t get out of bed”. Seeing no obvious hazards, you enter the residence with the granddaughter and follow her to the back bedroom of the residence to find a 60-something male patient sitting on the bed. He acknowledges you when you introduce yourself and you can see that he’s trying to talk but that he cannot seem to form the words. You say to him “Howdy! How are you feeling??” He answers: “Um… hello…” with a normal voice quality. His airway is patent, his skin is pink, warm, and sweaty, and he doesn’t appear to have any hemispheric neurological deficit. His pulse is bounding and regular at the radial and his respirations are normal. The granddaughter tells you that the patient is diabetic and that he takes insulin.

Got the case diagnosed yet? I’d bet you do. The next thing I would do with this patient is to take a quick finger stick glucose check. For the above fictional scenario, the reading would be 40mg/dl (which is um… “something’ MMOL for you British folk). It’s mild hypoglycemia. I ruled out a possible stroke (CVA/TIA) with the Cincinnati Pre-Hospital Stroke Scale and he patient’s cardiac function seems very normal with his bounding, regular pulse rate. The diaphoresis (sweating) and skin color are differential signs of hypoglycemia, and the patient’s past medical history helps clinch the field diagnosis. This patient’s blood glucose level dropped too low for his brain to function normally and he needs more sugar coursing through his veins in order to feed his brain.

You may be wondering why I brought forth such a common, run-of-the-mill patient presentation on the blog today. As pre-hospital providers, we have a few options available for us that could be considered proper care for this patient. Most EMTs have oral glucose paste at their disposal and a growing number of EMT-Basics carry Glucagon for IM injection. EMT-Intermediates and Paramedics usually have both of the previous medications available and almost all of them carry D-50, or 50% Dextrose solution in water, for IV administration. All of these treatments could be considered for this patient; however I would pull out my namesake concoction in this case. Call it experience, but starting an IV and giving D-50 seems like it would be risky overkill for this patient and an IM injection of glucagon saps the patient’s natural reserves of glycogen for quite a while after administration. Patients seem to hate the taste of oral glucose paste (Lemon?? Really??) and one tube never sees to do the trick. We only care two of them anyway.

That’s why I use a Kaiser Cocktail with these patients. As long as the patient can maintain their own airway and there’s not an aspiration risk, I can’t think of any contraindications once you rule out a possible stroke. It’s cheap, easy, and it has worked like a charm for me every time I’ve tried it. I like using it too, as it feels like a “Mr. Wizard” type home remedy that always fascinates the patient’s family members who watch me make it up.

Here’s the rub though, nowhere in my protocols does it give me authority to give a patient any nourishment or fluids by mouth. In fact, I can’t give a patient anything to eat or drink that isn’t specifically allowed by my standing orders. In EMS, even something as innocuous as sugared-up orange juice can be a legal difficulty. Common sense isn’t allowed by lawyers, unless of course they’re saying you should have used some. The reality is that every time I whip up a Kaiser Cocktail, I’m putting my license at risk.

I used a Kaiser Cocktail as recently as of the day I’m writing this post and I’m asking for a debate here. I’d like it if you would please answer some questions for me below the post in the comments section:

  1. Do you think that the Kaiser Cocktail is an appropriate treatment for mild-to-moderate hypoglycemia in a known-diabetic patient with a patent airway?
  2. Do you see any contraindications or risks that I have missed?
  3. Would a tube of oral glucose paste (or tablets, if you use them) be more appropriate than the Kaiser Cocktail?
  4. Should EMS providers be allowed to improvise treatments such as the Kaiser Cocktail for these and other like situations? Why or Why not?

I can’t wait to see your answers.

Police Car Drivers, Ambulance Drivers, and their responsibilities

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Look at the pictures below and see if you can identify the three occupations represented by the people in the pictures.

What are their jobs?

What are their areas of expertise?

What would you expect them to be responsible for?

                                     

 

Yep, pretty much everyone reading this and almost every lay person you can think of should probably be able to answer the above questions. The Police Car Driver chases bad guys; The Fire Truck Driver squirts water at things; and the Paramedic takes care of people who are sick and hurt, right? Sure, their jobs sometimes overlap and so does some of their training, but the jobs and the requisite education and responsibilities are different and separate for a reason. The different roles up there are different, specialized, and require expertise in order to be effectively performed… right?

And before you think that I’m opening the Fire Based EMS can of worms, I want to direct you to this news story I just read on EMS1.com – Kentucky EMTs not called for 5 hours until coroner ruled woman was alive. Go read this and then come back please. It got me all riled up and I’m sure it will you as well.

The moral of the story, is that police officers were called for a dead body found in some bushes some where. They started doing their cop stuff and didn’t call EMS to evaluate the body because their cop training told them that the woman was obviously dead. Unfortunately for all involved, when the coroner arrived he told them that their police-issued medical training wasn’t adequate and that the woman was indeed alive.

And yes, I am 100% sure that nobody intended for that to be the tragic result.. people make mistakes, I know… but:

How many times have you been called out in your ambulance to a potential medical emergency and then cancelled while en route? Have you ever wondered who is cancelling you and for what reason? When we arrive on scene, we evaluate the patient and determine their need for transport. We have extensive training to help us do this and we function within a complex set of laws and regulations to help ensure that bad outcomes like this happen as infrequently as possible. Unfortunately, however, things like this do happen, even to experienced paramedics. How many times have you heard news stories about paramedics calling someone dead only to have them be found alive later on? How many times have you heard about occult neck fractures and other severe injuries being found later even after a patient was evaluated by a physician? It happens, folks… and it happens to us medical people too. Even with the training, knowledge, skills, and experience we have that is specifically geared to emergency medical care that is again enhanced by the fancy tools that we carry with us, we sometimes still make mistakes…

So why in the heck would a police officer, who as stated above chases bad guys and does other kinds of “cop stuff”, want to make the decision that someone was dead or not? It simply doesn’t make any sense to me. I have always been leery of having police officers call us off of medical scenes. Even when I know the officer and trust his or her judgment, I know that my medical training and tools are superior to theirs. That’s the way the system is designed, we do medical stuff and they do cop stuff.

I think that there’s a pervasive trend out there that causes dispatchers to send police units first to things like auto accidents and possible crimes in progress and then potentially forget to send EMS. Most of the time, it’s perfectly ok and turns out just fine. Other times, incidents like the above happen. How many times, also, has a police officer determined an auto accident to not require medical response and an occult injury been found later? I don’t know and haven’t seen any statistics… but I’ll bet it happens a lot more than is ever reported.

My advice? I promise to let the cops to their cop stuff. They just need to always remember to call me out to do my stuff. I don’t mind doing the report if I’m not needed or I get a refusal, I just don’t want anyone to suffer needlessly.

Be careful out there.

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Want more of my thoughts on Fire Based EMS? See: “Fiddling While Rome Burns… The ambulance “industry”

When all you have is a hammer… Every problem looks like, lasix?

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A few years ago I responded to a structure fire on the main engine out of my station. The fire was at a house that had been converted to a dog kennel and grooming shop just a few blocks away from the firehouse and was a short response time. It was a light-staffing day and we responded as a three person engine company. As the senior firefighter I was the acting company officer and my new girlfriend at the time, who just happens to be my wife now, was the backseat firefighter. Get ready for the “Awwww” moment… it was our first fire “as a couple”. There was a number of cool things that came out of the fire, but one of them was the fact that Gina grabbed *my* maul.

My wife and I fighting our first fire "as a couple" - We're the ones in turnout gear

On our main engine, there’s an 8-pound maul (big hammer) that I grab as my tool of choice every time I jump off the truck for a fire. It just tucks so neatly in my SCBA’s belt and is so compact yet handy that I make a beeline for it every time. This time, Gina had taken it, so I grabbed a pick-head axe.

It’s amazing that when I have my maul that every access problem looks like something that I can solve by whacking it with a hammer of some sort. On this fire, I learned that when one has an axe, every problem looks like it can be solved by some sort of chopping.

Moral of the story, Gina and I entered the structure, saved the pooches, and stopped the fire in its trucks with minimal damage. There’s actually a hilarious video that I believe is still on our department’s web site that I’d let you see if I didn’t hide the name of the department(s) I work for due to “I want to remain employed reasons”.

And, like a lot of things on here, I told you that so I could tell you this about an EMS call I responded to an indeterminate amount of time ago. I have the honor and privilege to be the senior medic on most shifts I work and I precept a lot of students on the ambulance. This shift was no different and this 0-dark-30 call illustrates a point that I’d like to explain to you.

The doggies were SHOCKED that Gina took MY maul

For this call, the primary ambulance out of our station responded because they were on the way back from another call and my partner and I responded in our ambulance because we were up on the alternating call rotation. They arrived at the poorly-accessible apartment complex a few minutes before we did and made first patient contact. As it turns out, the middle age patient had ran out of his/her prescription Lasix (a potent diuretic, or water pill) a week or so prior to the call and had been retaining a great deal of excess bodily fluid. The patient’s legs were markedly and grossly swollen and weeping fluid out of fluid filled blisters. The Patient called us because he/she could no longer stand the pain of the cellulitis (infection) that had developed. The patient had no respiratory compromise, his/her lungs were clear, and he/she really had no other complaints. The patient had an extensive medical history of organ failure and disease. He/she was fully alert and oriented, and was able to assist us as we simply picked him/her up and carried him/her to the cot.

As we were loading the patient up in the ambulance and I was about to get into the back to continue my assessment and treatment of the patient, the EMT from the other ambulance who happens to be an almost-done Paramedic student told me, “So those legs are the worst I’ve ever seen fluid wise, you’re going to push some lasix on this one”. I mumbled something and got into the truck. I was tired and wasn’t really able to form complete sentences at the time due to sleep deprivation. I got in the truck and continued my assessment where I found that the frail patient had a blood pressure in the 70 systolic range (Low!) and that in addition to retaining fluid in his/her legs, he/she was also retaining fluid in his/her abdomen and was probably in need of a paracentesis. I managed the patient with a (beautifully executed) IV stick into an impossibly small crooked vein, and gave just enough fluid to bring his/her BP up a bit without adding to his/her fluid overload all that much. I put the Pt on oxygen and a cardiac monitor, which revealed a normal sinus rhythm without ectopy. I obtained a 12-lead EKG as well, which was not indicative of any acute problems. The patient stated that his/her pain was managed by padding and positioning of his/her swollen legs and even though he/she complained of no breathing problems, I put him/her on a bit of oxygen via nasal cannula.

The transport was uneventful, although his/her blood pressure never did come up. The ER later diagnosed the Pt with complete liver failure and toxicity.

But the interesting part of the story is this, when I got back the medic student asked me about giving IV lasix to the patient, as we carry that in our medication stock and have it available as an emergency diuretic for patients in congestive heart failure and/or fluid overload with pulmonary edema and respiratory compromise. He was almost taken aback when I said that I didn’t give any.

I asked him if he did a full assessment. He said that he had tried… but that he didn’t have enough time before I arrived and we took the patient out to the ambulance. I gave him my assessment findings and the news of the very low blood pressure. He said that he agreed with me on not giving the lasix with the markedly low blood pressure but was curious when I explained that it wasn’t the reason I didn’t give the medication.

We in EMS, and especially new providers carry our own hammers… our treatments and medications that we’re able to give in the field. Medics that use these treatments more often are called “aggressive” and it is a badge of honor. In fact, in some cases, aggressive field treatment is indeed warranted and improves patient outcomes. However, in a lot of cases it is not indicated and patients benefit from what we don’t do more so than from what we could have done.

This patient didn’t have any respiratory compromise and while he/she obviously could have benefited from the dieresis or removal of the excess fluid, she didn’t meet the criteria for emergent field administration of lasix, which is respiratory compromise from pulmonary edema. I made the decision to let the physician evaluate the patient and determine the best treatment path that would fit in with the patient’s ultimate plan of care. I didn’t believe that the patient would ultimately benefit from my administration of lasix twenty minutes earlier than the ER could have done it if the physician so chose.

Every treatment we administer must be given with a full assessment of the risks and benefits to the patient for doing so. Every EMS person should familiarize themselves with the long-term care paths of the conditions we treat and try to maximize the long-term benefit to the patient with the acute and short-term care we give. Not every problem is “a nail” and sometimes the hammers we carry aren’t the best ultimate solution for excellent patient care. Remembering how we as EMS people fit into the grand scheme of the overall healthcare system and in the ultimate care paths of our patients will help us all to do what we’re supposed to do, which is to provide excellent and appropriate patient care.

It is also of note, I guess, that Gina rarely steals my maul anymore. Now that we’re married… I “give it freely” to her.. What’s mine is her’s, as they say.

Rural EMS – A Fictional Letter to the Small Town Community

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Rural EMS has it’s challenges, not the least of which are the low pay and long hours. I believe that the lives of those in the sticks are just as important as the lives of those in the city and that rural folk need paramedics too. This is a fictional letter with a very real message. It could be written by a lot of paramedics and EMTs to a lot of people who live out in the sticks and I could have written this letter once when I left my small town EMS service to seek my EMS fame and fortune out there in the Big City. Now that I’ve come full circle and I’m once again working rural EMS I’m starting to wonder when I might have to write this letter again.

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Mr. and Mrs. Penry

1212 Gravel Road

SmallTown, USA.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Penry,

                My name is Chris and I am a paramedic working for your local EMS service. I live here on Mulberry St. in SmallTown and my parents and grandparents live out here as well. I’ve seen you on the street, at the local café, and pretty much anywhere in town for most of my life. I went to high school with your son, Johnny and thought about dating your daughter once but could never work up the courage to ask her out. I wanted to take her to the prom but I ended up taking Mary Buckrop instead. We sure got us in some trouble with the Sheriff when he caught us out by the lake, but he ended up letting us go. Thank goodness that he turned out to be so nice. He was one of the people that helped me through Paramedic school. He kept telling me that we needed good people for the ambulance out here in SmallTown and I’ve found out that he was right. We do.

                That’s why I’m having trouble writing this letter to you, Mr. and Mrs. Penry. I’ve taken it upon myself to write a personalized letter to everyone in the SmallTown EMS district because I’m facing a hard decision that I’d like you all to know about. I’ve been a paramedic now for the last ten years. I became an EMT and started volunteering with the SmallTown EMS District right out of high school and did that while I worked down at the Grain Elevator and put myself through college over in MidSizeTown. It was there that I decided that I wanted to be a paramedic and I completed my paramedic training at St. MidSize Hospital. I immediately fell in love with the work and I knew that it was something that I always wanted to be a part of. I continued volunteering with SmallTown EMS while I worked a full-time job for MidSizeTown Ambulance Service. I worked there for seven years and got a good bit of experience. I also worked part-time at St. MidSize’s Emergency Room. I still do.

                Three years ago when the voters approved SmallTown EMS District’s referendum to hire full-time paramedics, I jumped at the chance to come on board. This is my home. As cheesy as it may sound, I feel a connection with the people here in SmallTown and I feel that it’s my duty and my calling to protect them with my Paramedic skills. I’ve always studied and trained hard throughout my career to be the best paramedic I could be because I’ve felt it was my duty to be my best. I felt very good about coming on board with SmallTown EMS to protect my Neighbors, family, and Friends here in my hometown.

                Rural EMS is different than is EMS in the city. Sure, we may not be as busy out here in SmallTown as we could be if we were a bigger city, but that doesn’t make it easier on us. People out here don’t have access to primary care since Doc. Walters closed up his shop. While they can drive out to see the clinic in MidSizeTown, that’s thirty miles away. Most people don’t make the drive as often as they should and since people aren’t getting regular checkups and primary medical care they tend to let their minor and chronic conditions get so bad that when they finally call us, it’s because they don’t have anything else they can do. A lot of the time, their minor condition has become life threatening because it got out of hand. We can take them to St. MidSize ER, but they don’t have the capability to do things like perform cardiac catheterization surgeries to fix heart attacks, or to take care of trauma patients that need surgery right away, or to handle complicated patients in their inpatient wards. Their “ICU” is staffed by some dedicated people, but it only has two beds. This means that we have to bypass St. MidSize ER for the bigger hospitals in BigTown and that’s an hour away for us running Lights and Sirens. Because we have such long transport times and because our patients tend to be pretty sick when they call for us, we have to provide critical care level interventions. We carry more medications with us than do the big city ambulances and we can do more things than they can. That’s because ambulances in the city don’t have to be with their patients for as long as we do. They have a hospital within ten to fifteen minutes transport time of anywhere they may be. We have one within thirty minutes to an hour away. The fact that we’re so far away from hospital care forces us to be on our game all the time. We also have to be on call a lot to cover the duty ambulance when it’s away transporting a patient to the Big City. A normal call can take two hours. A critical call can take three or four. If we didn’t listen up, the calls that happen while the duty ambulance is away wouldn’t get a paramedic. I try not to let that happen.

                Here’s the deal, Mr. and Mrs. Penry, I’m not complaining about my job. I love it. I love the work and I really don’t mind all of the hours that I have to put in. While it’s hard on my family to have me gone so often, they have always understood. My wife Mary supports me in my desire to cover the town we grew up in. She has since Prom night. She’s been great. However, we’ve got our new little boy that just turned three this last month and he doesn’t understand why Daddy has to be gone so often. He also is starting to get very expensive, as kids do, and the meager salary I get working in town isn’t covering all of my bills. I took a pretty hard pay cut to come here. I wanted to and thought that I could keep my part-time job at St. MidSize to make ends meet. Unfortunately, since I’m always on call for SmallTown, I can’t hardly work any hours at St. Midsize. We don’t get paid to be on call, only for when we’re on duty and I’d say no to covering… but then someone in town might die because I’m not here to take the second call. I answer the second call all the time, like I did the night of Johnny’s car accident. I’ve heard he’s doing better but I can tell you that he probably wouldn’t be had I not decided to stay home and cover that night. Mary had plans to go to dinner in MidSizeTown but I just wanted to stick around for an hour to make sure the duty truck was back in town. I’m sure glad I did.

                I’m going to come right out and say it. There’s a job opening in BigCity EMS that would pay me twenty-thousand dollars a year more than I make here in SmallTown. I’d be able to work one job and wouldn’t have to put in so many hours away from my family. We wouldn’t have to skimp and save to pay the bills nearly as hard as we do now. I’d love to stay here and take care of my home town but the pay is just too low to survive on. A lot of good people have left since we went full time when they realized they couldn’t survive on the pay. I’ve been doing my best to train the kids that they hired to replace them, but they only seem to be coming here to use it as a stepping stone to a better job in the big city. I think that our town deserves better but I can see why the people would leave. I didn’t become a paramedic to get rich but I don’t think that I deserve to live in poverty because I choose to help my home town. People out here need experienced paramedics just as much as the people do in the big city. The lives of the people in the city aren’t any more important than the lives of the people out here. I feel strongly about rural EMS and I feel strongly about my home town… I just can’t make it anymore. The bank might come take the house and my family doesn’t deserve to suffer because I choose to help those that can’t pay me back.

                So, Mr. and Mrs. Penry, I’m asking you what you think I should do. One day the unthinkable is going to happen to someone and I want to make sure that there are good people to take care of them when it does, but I can’t have my family suffer financially anymore. My kid needs his daddy and my wife needs her husband. The bank needs the mortgage and my student loans need paying off. It’s a tough decision I’m facing and I’m asking the community what they think I should do.

                If you need me, just call 911. I’ll come like I always do. If I’m not on the duty truck you can just stop by the house. You know how to get ahold of me. Say Hi to Johnny for me.

Sincerely,

Chris NREMT-P

A link every EMS person should read, Especially new Medics

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Every now and then (Ok, a lot) I read something and say “Man, I wish I’d written that”. This isn’t one of those. This is one of those things that far exceeds my writing prowess. This is an open Paramedic Class Commencement speech written by David J. Givot, a Paramedic and Attorney. It is an absolute must read.

And that’s an order.

While there’s a deeper meaning to this piece, it also made me LOL. I had my wife, who is graduating Paramedic school tomorrow, read it too. Well done, Mr. Givot.

 http://thelegalguardian.blogspot.com/2010/06/open-commencement-address-for-every-new.html

Enjoy.

Master Paramedics? I’m asking you a question

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Let me ask YOU a question. What do you think about this:

How do we recognize the best and brightest among us? How would we distinguish the EMTs and Paramedics who have earned the respect and admiration of their peers for being “Really Good” at what they do? I don’t mean just a little bit good, or “pretty” good. I mean masterfully good. The kind of Paramedics that Johnny and/or Roy would have wanted to be had they grown up watching them on Saturday mornings. The kind of people that have worked in the profession for as long as they can remember but that never lost the passion for the job. The kind of people who read everything they can, study everything they can get their hands on, and always seem to have the answers to the most challenging of EMS trivia, as well as the most mundane.

What would we call them?

The old trade guilds used to call their most experienced and skilled members “Master”, as in the term “Master Craftsman”. As their members worked through the years and learned the ropes of the trade, they progressed through the various levels until they reached “Master” status. Some unions still use those terms and honestly, I’m unfamiliar with what all of them are. That’s ok with me because I see Paramedicine as a profession and not as a trade, but I do respect their tradition of honoring those that have earned the title of “Master” by thoroughly mastering their craft.

So what do we EMS people do? How would we recognize a “Master Paramedic” or “Master EMT”?

I’ve been thinking about this for quite a while, honestly. As I progress in the profession and in my career path, I’ve seen the people who were my mentors keep working alongside of me. They’re my colleagues now, and although they still mentor me in some ways, they have been progressing along their own paths just as I have this whole time. Some of them have become true masters of the profession. Some of them have not. Some of them could really be called “Master Paramedics” and I would like to know how we as a profession should recognize those people. I see that these people don’t tend to be treated very well by the profession in general and I think that it’s a crying shame. Think about it, new paramedics walk in the doors to the profession and are allowed to work in the same capacity as our master medics within a relatively short time. Employers tend to not want to keep these people around when budgets get tight because these people tend to be on the upper end of the pay scale. In some agencies there’s a defined career path and upward ladder, but in a lot of (and dare I say most) agencies there is not.

So what if there were a certification, or some way to define a “Master Paramedic” and/or “Master EMT”? What would be the qualifications? What would be the benefits? How would we define those people who have earned (Yes, really EARNED) “Master” status?

This is one of the things I’m asking you to think about. If you would please, put some thought into this and write what you think would make a “Master” paramedic or “Master” EMT in the comments section. No, I don’t think that this is silly. I really want to know what you all think about this.

Here’s what I think:

-          Minimum Years in the Profession: The Master EMT or Paramedic should have more than 10 years of FULL TIME service (15 years if volunteer, depending on call volume)

-          Minimum Experience and Type of Calls:  The master EMT or Paramedic should be experienced in a broad spectrum of the different types of EMS. 911 response within diverse response strategies, Medical Transports, and In-Hospital medical care.

-          Teaching and Precepting Experience:  The Master EMT or Paramedic should have experience teaching EMS classes and in mentoring new providers.

-          Command Experience:   The Master Paramedic of EMT should have experience in being in command of different types of emergency scenes and large scale responses.

-          Knowledge:  The Master Paramedic or EMT should have to pass a complex series of tests that show not only rote memorization, but also complete conceptualization and deep background knowledge of a broad spectrum of EMS and Medical related knowledge.

-          Acknowledgement by Peers:  The Master Paramedic or EMT should have the support and admiration of his colleagues, coworkers, and peers and should be able to get them to vouch for him or her when asked.

Now, I also ask you. If you were to recognize a person that could pass the standards that I’ve set, or that you and others set in the comments below, how should we show our respect to these people for their professional achievements? How should our profession honor and acknowledge our highest achievers?

I’m very curious about this issue. Please feel free to add your thoughts.

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