My best friend in the class, let’s call her Claire. Claire and I went out to dinner before our ride alongs since they were for the same shifts. We knew we would be in different trucks and areas of the city but wanted to have dinner and breakfast together on either side of our rides. We ate at a local burger joint, so delicious! On the way to EMS Headquarters, Claire vomited. She didn’t feel well on the bus over, but figured it was eating too fast, being on a bus and being nervous. I found out after a few hours that she had gone home sick, vomiting profusely for two hours, only able to go on one ride with her crew. Her ride was rescheduled.

The third call came in as a minor illness. It was at a patient’s home. It was close to where we were, apparently. On the drive over we picked up a pizza Kimberly had ordered and got ready to receive our patient. When we stopped I asked, “Do we get out here?” Braeden responded, “No, we’re being bad. We have a minor illness right up the street.” Just then, all smiles, Kimberly climbs into the cab with a pizza.

We arrive on scene. Kimberly is already at the front door by the time I hit the steps to the porch. We go inside and find a woman holding her jaw. Kimberly says, “You ready to go?” I missed the earlier conversation. The patient responds affirmatively and as we walk to the truck a male from the home says he’s coming with us.

On the truck, Kimberly pulls out the computer and begins the PCR (see previous posts for definition. I know it would be easier to just write it again, but I want you to read all of my blogs. So, scoot.) Kim sits in the tech seat, patient’s family member on the bench toward the cab, patient on the bench next to him and me on the stretcher. I was just sitting on it, not strapped to it, people. Though it is the best seat in the house. Kimberly says, “My partner is going to get a set of vital signs on you.” That’s my cue!

I have to finagle around a bit to get the blood pressure cuff as it was sliding around the bench and ended up behind the family member. I retrieve it and since I have my stethoscope with me, auscultate a blood pressure. Auscultate means to listen to through a stethoscope. I also count a pulse. Which I at first give as 92 but after a few double checks in my head correct to 96. Multiplying by 4 doesn’t seem difficult until you’re doing it while trying to keep in mind the blood pressure numbers and attempting to count respiratory rate on a bouncing ambulance. Which is impossible, by the way.

The patient called because she had a toothache. She was on antibiotics and pain medication already but was in so much pain wanted to see if she could have emergency surgery to have the tooth removed. I thought Capt was kidding when he said we went to toothaches!

Anyway, we transport the patient to the nearest acceptable POE (point of entry-hospital emergency department equipped to handle the call) and head back to the satellite. Once there, Kimberly breaks out the pizza and offers me some, as she says she never finishes her food but usually shares with Braeden. Braeden had come from a barbecue and was full. Something funny about Kimberly: she eats with gloves on. We walk into the satellite and Kim grabs two gloves from a glove box by the door. I question, “Why are you getting gloves?” Reply? “I eat with gloves on. I’m not weird.” …Oh, really?

I accept her offer of food (I was just starting to get pretty hungry, the Lord provides!) and counter with, “Since I’m going to eat Kimberly’s food, I need to eat like Kimberly.” I only ate with one glove, though. After Kim finished, she removes her gloves, “Eat with gloves on, take them off and your hands are clean. No germs.” as she slides her hands against each other and holds them up to demonstrate.

Last bit: It was during this time or before the EDP call that I asked about Braeden and said he didn’t talk much. Kimberly agrees and said, “He’s a holy roller, like you.” I laughed, “That’s the first time I’ve been called a holy roller. I kind of like it.”

My next ride along is tomorrow. I will not finish these before I go to it, there’s just no way. I have eight calls to document! Eight!