Seems i am guilty of the 'infamous' man-thing of always being in the wrong.

Ah well, if that is the case so be it. I have never gone out of my way to deliberately upset anyone.

I have made a return to chat like I never thought I would. And my welcome was overwhelming, thankyou all. My new page on the bebo site has expanded beyond my original plans once I opened it up to those I both like and trust.

On my full return to chat I found myself flirting of all things! This hadn't happened for such a long while I found the experience intriguing, even though it seemed to upset some abnormal idiot who thought they had a right to comment.

I found I had to give some 'home truths' to another chatter who I had, had no contact with for some months. Their response to my statement "I dont forgive or forget easily if my friends and myself have been attacked" was that it stank of cowardice. To confront someone with their actions and have them deny they had any part is cowardice in my eyes. They finally used the last resort of the inept and finished the conversation with a torrent of abuse. Flouncing off into the depths from which they came.

I have found myself busy through the last few days, an excuse for my not blogging on here, as I am preparing for builders coming in and ripping my kitchen apart and converting it and  a spare room into a kitchen/diner. So should i be absent for any period of time next week i will be using this excuse again!

Will blog again soon .. Laters ..

Apologies for not keeping up with this.

Yesterday was a bit .. of a disaster.

Now fully recovered from my exertions at work, working six twelve hour shifts in seven days, i woke up at a reasonable time. 10 am!!

The sun shone, went out for a walk and generally had a chilling day.

As the day went on i ventured onto IRC and tried my hand at trivia, quite successfully i might add!

A birthday card, sent for a second time, because the first has still to arrive after a week in transit!!, finally arrived and was greeted with more joy than i would have expected. Made my day though.

As time went on i spoke with a special person and then went out to pick up my tea, not very healthy but, very tasty fish and chips!

Got home and had a phone call, my sisters dog had escaped whilst being walked, pulled her over and ran off. I made my way to where my sister was waiting but, before i got there i saw a car pull up at the side of the road. I stopped and saw the driver get out, my sisters dog had been struck by a car. Not, i hasten to add the one that had stopped in front of me but, another which drove off callously. On examination it was obvious that Sally, the dog had passed away due to her injuries.

The 'good samaritans' stayed with the dog while i picked up my sister and arranged for my nephew to be looked after by a neighbour. We returned to collect the body and made our way to the vets in a nearby town. The vet confirmed our fears and took the body for cremation.

Once i had settled my sister and my nephew back at their house, i returned home and began to clean out the boot of my car, not easy in the dark but neccessary as there was a fair amount of blood from our poor Sally.  .. :(

Think thats about enough for now. Will blog a bit more later...

Apologies for the missing blog. Sleep was the main priority between the two night shifts.

2nd November

The shift began with our response to a young male who thought it would be fun to pretend to collapse and fit in front of his girlfriend with whom he was arguing and his family. Our diagnosis of 'pseudo-fitting' was backed by the hospital but strongly denied by his family who thought that their little angel would never do such a thing.

The night deteriorated from there .. !

We attended drunk after drunk then, a 'real' job!, or so we thought. Someone had come off of a motorcycle and had head injuries, the information gave details that he had not been wearing a helmet. On our arrival at the scene, the Police had the rider in custody, yes you guessed it, the motorcycle was stolen and his compatriot, in trying to get away from the Police who were persuing them, had knocked him off the bike and left him to take the rap. Examination of this idiot revealed a minor head wound which would require some stitching, the Police asked if he needed to be taken in by ambulance or could they transport him as he was under arrest. We informed them that they could transport as the injury, although requiring some form of treatment at the hospital, represented no threat to his immediate health.

The night never really improved from that point, lour last job of the night was a 29 year old man who thought it would be fun to hold a firework and blow the end off of his finger! Intially he refused to travel to hospital as it didnt hurt him any more .. I informed him that the reason it wasn't hurting was that he had destroyed the nerves that would have told him how much it should have been hurting him. His girlfriend persuaded him to attend the casualty department with us and accompanied him.

Our night shift concluded with the crew taking over from us arriving early and allowing us off in good time. Excellent!

Now for todays blog ...

Our last night shift began very much where the previous night had left off. The first call was to Middlesbrough! Some 18 miles away! We had been responded due to the crews there being busy. Needless to say we never attended as we were turned sround to seek out someone from a pub fight who had been glassed. Our arrival was met by crowds of Police but, no injured party. After a thorough search by the Police we were released from the scene. We returned to our Station and awaited the next call.

The next call again, involved the Police. They had a 16 year old female in custody for breaching the peace, who was blind drunk. Our examination was interrupted by the abuse and the occasional kick out at us and the Police. She was de-arrested when her Grandmother arrived and said she would take her home and keep an eye on her. But re-arrested when she went berserk in the rear of her Grandmothers car just as they set off.

Our following call was cancelled which was just as well as the engine on our vehicle decided to blow up and lose all its oil just as we got back to station! A trip to Middlesbrough to pick up a replacement vehicle was made and we began to return.

Enroute back, we were given a job in Middlesbrough, which was a minor abdo pain, completed in short order and again, we began our return to our station.

Yet again our return wasn't to be. We were re-sent to the last job that was cancelled and took the patient, a male who had collapsed twice in a short time, into hospital. Our eventual return at 4am was completed.

Ten minutes to 6 in the morning we were out again! An elderly female had fallen from her bed and the family didn't know if she had injured herself. The biggest problem we had with this call was that it was some 10 miles in the wrong direction, we were travelling well away from the hospital we would take her to if she had any significant injury. Our arrival some eleven minutes later was greeted by the family inviting us into the house and offering us coffee while we examined the patient, who was sat on the floor as happy as a happy thing. Our examination revealed nothing more than bruised pride and we assisted her back to bed and completed the appropriate paperwork. Leaving her in the care of her family we retuned for the final time back to ambulance station where the day crew were waiting to relieve us. The night was finally over.

So now for 12 days off! Back to work on the 15th! Yay me!

Some days you wish you didnt have to get up!

Today was one of them! Or, it turned out that way!

Hmmm where to start? ....

05.20 am, woke up with a start, forgot I had changed the tune on my alarm!

'Red River Cowboy' I have been told it's called!

 After showering and breakfast, i changed into my uniform. Did I happen to mention I am a Paramedic?

Left for work and found that the night shift were still out. The poor crew had been called out ten minutes before I got in. So, managed to get a cup of coffee and an hours 'chill-out' before beginning work!

First job of the day was someone who had a dislocated and fractured ankle, difficult to immobilise but, gave intravenous pain relief and things became much easier!

The jobs came through steadily throughout the day ranging from the genuine to the rediculous!

The final job of the day was the delights of dealing with an under age drinker who decided that drinking three litres of strong cider would be a good idea! Whilst halfway down a cliff near the sea. I say halfway down a cliff, 30ft down steps into a shelter. An abondoned shelter at that with glass over the floor and several other drunken ingrates of similar age.

Being intoxicated to the point of unconsciousness was her contribution to this, a worthwhile use of an Emergency Ambulance, mine was to help lift her from amongst the broken glass and vomit up the 30ft of steps and over a low fence then into the vehicle.

By the time she was safe inside our vehicle it was already passed the time my shift finished. Her mother turned up and began creating at us because of the state of her daughter. I reminded her that we had not forced her to drink herself into oblivion, and that she should look elsewhere for blame.

Ahhhhh, what a glorious day eh? Finishing over an hour late and still two night shifts to go!!

Laters ...

.. I'm looking to find a new home for my thoughts. This has been recommended as a likely haven.

 So, to begin ..

Working today, up at the unearthly hour of 05.20am! third day shift in four days, one more to go then the pleasure of two night shifts on top! How lucky am I??

As always there are plenty of sick, lame and lazy people to keep us busy!

New Station and rota means stability and a new work-partner, Tim, 24yo married man, no chldren. Am now working on his skills in random thinking and talking.

During the day, we re-attended a 6yo who had broken his arm on sunday, after falling from a climbing frame. he had an operation under GA (General Anaesthetic). He was released from the hospital yesterday.

Today he was still feeling the aftereffects of the anaesthetic and had been vomiting, his GP (General Practititoner) was worried that he may become dehydrated so arranged admission to hospital.

Although not busy, we kept going through the day finally finishing the shift with an 8yo who fell @ 8 - 10 ft hitting his head on the way down. So, two kids, two separate incidents the only thing they have in common is that they are on a half-term break. Plenty of work to keep us from going astray.

Okies must be off to my bed. I will love you and leave you .. for now anyways ...