This isn't going to be a mind blowing blog post. It's not going to enlighten you, improve your finances, leadership skills or any other aspect of your life.
It's just a story. True story.
A friend of mine has a relative that works for EMS locally and also works 911 dispatch. My friend came into work the other day and oddly enough, for a Friday it was hectic and frazzled. Typically our Fridays are low key, easy days. But this one wasn't. So, at a break in the action, my friend was excited to show me a text. This had to be good.
So, the text was a transcript of a recent 911 EMS call. Those transcripts list out the conversation step by step. I can't copy it word for word here for fear of HIPPA laws, but I'll paraphrase the best I can. O: will be the 911 operator, C: will be the caller. Here we go...
O: 911, what is your emergency?
C: I need EMS ambulance.
O: Ok, what's going on?
C: It's for me, I have an issue.
O: Ok, can you give me some details?
C: Man, just send an ambulance, I got to get to hospital.
O: Ok, sir, we're rolling, but I need to give the EMS team some details.
C: Ummm, I, ummm have pain in my groin area.
O: Ok, are you bleeding? Are you able to stand or walk?
C: Not bleeding, yeah, I can walk, but it hurts.
O: Ok, is it a specific pain? On a scale of 1 to 10, how bad?
C: Yeah, it's in my private area. About a 5.
O: In your private area. Do you mean your genitals?
C: Ummm, sure, I guess.
O: Ok sir, EMS is asking for specific info if you can. How did this happen? Is it a puncture, blunt force injury...
C: Oh geez.
O: Sir?
C: Goddammit.
O: Sir, are you Ok still? Can you answer? Keep talking, help is coming.
C: Yeah, well, you see...
O: Yes?
C: Man it hurts.
O: What hurts, sir?
C: Oh for Pete's sake. I took some of my pills and now my soldier won't go back to at ease.
O:
C:
O: Stand by sir.
C: Oh my Lord.
O: Sir, EMS is requesting you have your bottle of pills with you. Are you allergic to any medications?
C: Apparently Viagra.
O:
Turns out, his little Private stood down, all was well, taps was played and little Private slept well the rest of the night in his tent.
Turns out, I guess after 4 hours, you really do have to contact a Doctor.
Until next time,
Semper Fortis
Chief Chuck
Oh, and don't ask me HOW they got little Private to stand at ease. You don't want to know.
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