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Justin Schorr, FF/NREMT-P, WhO.C-arES

Emergency Services seem to thrive on certificates.

I’ve got some paper on my wall, I’m very proud of it.  At times I mention it behind my name when trying to gain credibility for what I am writing, saying or presenting.  People pay more attention when they know you are trained in what you are about to tell them, right?

But looking through some old files a few days ago I came across my last college paper “Shortening the Chain of Survival” in which I studied and showed the importance of, wait for it, early ALS intervention.

What bothered me right off the bat was how hard I was trying to establish myself on the title page.  I included my rank at the time, my NR status, my MICU cert and 3 more abbreviations I had earned at school.

I sure was trying hard to prove that paper legitimate, perhaps not relying enough on the paper itself.

Wandering through some recent issues of the leading EMS magazines and articles on leading EMS websites (blogs excluded) we can see folks doing the same thing.  An article is submitted and, as if to make us believe they’re an expert right off the bat, the letters start to get added to the name. RN, NR (Which I just noticed mirror one another) MD, BSN etc etc.

As a struggling profession it is as if we are clinging to any semblance of formal education to catch up to the MD, RN, BSN, PA etc, sometimes without reading through the things we propose to let them stand on their own merits, just like that paper I found.

Talking with a father and son Firefighting family at FDIC, I saw a generational divide on the perception of the letters after the name.  The father, near retirement, wanted to hear more about the letters I had earned, while the son seemed more interested in what can be learned on the job.  Book smarts vs street smarts all over again.

There aren’t many high school kids writing policy these days, however, no matter how much it seems like it, so maybe a touch of credibility is warranted.

When we present something, an idea, a new protocol, procedure or concept, perhaps one set of letters is appropriate, but let’s call it good there, shall we?

Starting Year 3

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At 11:45 PM on August 31st 2008, a frustrated, stressed and confused person sat down in front of his laptop and started a blog.
The first post was simple enough:

I created this forum as an outlet from work when the lack of common sense so wide spread in our society decides they need help.  I won’t say where I am, nor will I disclose names, dates or too many specifics so as to maintain privacy.  I’ve always joked about writing a book titled, “You couldn’t make this stuff up,” and every day I work I get more content for that volume.  From the broken toes, toothaches and car accidents without damage to the just plain odd and insane, there is no way to describe or prepare what is waiting on the streets.

OK, so I lied.

Had you told me that simple paragraph would lead to improved mental health I would have laughed.  Or that it would lead to meeting people of the same opinion regarding Emergency Services, maybe a giggle and a coy smile.

That it would lead to England?  No way.

But it did, didn’t it?

Over the last 2 years you have let me ramble and rant, complain and ask countless questions without offering many solutions and for that I have no excuse.  We wish we had the answers, but this thing we call Service has so many different forms and functions it is hard to make an argument for any one way of doing things without being proven wrong time and time again.

I like being proven wrong though, that’s why I got married.

Mrs HM wanted to write a little something on this occasion, but she’s less of a writer than I am, but I think she would likely say the following:

Dear internet,

I want my husband back.

Love,

Mrs HM

This forum is powerful, friends, maybe not this site, but sites like it.  Sites where we can share our thoughts, ideas, dreams and frustrations with folks who “get it.”

I stopped writing about the power of social media because you already know about it.

I stopped writing about EMS 2.o because you already know about it.

But I’ll keep thanking you for reading, and hope you keep stopping by from time to time.  If September alone is any indication, year 3 of the Happy Medic will be the biggest and best.

And if not, write it off as my “terrible twos.”

Thanks for taking the time.

Your Happy Medic,

Justin

Engine 51 taking shape

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Today was my second day helping to set up the newest Engine Company in the SFFD, Engine 51 in the Presidio. Today was day 4 of the new services provided and the contractors working at the old firehouse are flying. Last I saw the house it was still dirty and disorganized. Today the painters were touching up while the flooring folks were starting on the final rooms.
I’m collecting photos to put together in a before and after post, so keep an eye out for that.
My next scheduled day on the Engine is after we are all moved in, so that will be interesting for sure!

New paint, new flooring, clean cabinets and bed frames.

The rest is up to us.

Not “us” the SFFD, but “us” the 15 Firefighters, Paramedics and Officers staffing the Company.

This morning we heard word that some of the other firehouses around the City have pledged to donate extra pots, pans and some plates and cups to us to help get us going.

It really is like one big family out here.

And in related news, some of the firefighters previously employed by the Park Service started an abbreviated SFFD Academy this morning.

HM

UKMedic999 AIQ

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Break out your green and yellow backgrounds everyone!

“Welcome Back” doesn’t seem right since you were never really gone, just on a long job.  Now you are back home.

1917

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In 1915 the home of General John Pershing, famous for leading Montana’s Buffalo Soldiers, burned  killing 4 of his family members.

As with most fire tragedies in the early 20th century, no organized Fire Companies existed until it was too late.

Pershing’s home was withing the grounds of the Presidio (Spanish for Fort) on the North end of San Francisco.  This fort was built during the civil war and most of it still stands today.

You can read all about the history of the Presidio here.

In 1917, the Presidio built a Fire Station, which I went to today.

In 1994, when the National Park Service took over areas of the Presidio, that station became the first and only 24 hour fully staffed Fire Station in the Park Service.

It closed yesterday morning at 7:30.

For political and funding reasons I won’t pretend to understand, the Park Service chose the SFFD to staff the station.

At 8AM yesterday morning all the political leaders and managers gathered at the temporary home of the new Engine Company for photos and introductions.  At the same time, the off going firefighters were cleaning out their station, the one manned since 1917.

There was a nice addition a few years back, more on that soon.

Later in the day we had the opportunity to go by and orient ourselves with the station, the grounds, and the Presidio itself.

This is going to be a long process, we are essentially starting a Fire house from scratch.  No desks, no dishes, no supplies.  The owners of the station are cleaning, installing floors and painting and we hope to live there in the middle of the week.

I’ll do my best to keep you up to date on our efforts.

What I won’t do is take a stand on the reasons for the change, the politics involved, nor will I allow any negative comments about the circumstances.

The company there was identified as Engine 51 and our engine will keep that designation.

HM

Gearing up for Tak Response

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Over the next few weeks you’ll be hearing from me about the Tak Response Conference in San Jose coming up September 14th-16th.

Chronicles of EMS was invited to be a part of this collaborative training opportunity that will bring the best of all fields together to network and learn from each other.

This conference combines nursing, Fire, Haz-Mat, law enforcement, SWAT, EMS, public works and a number of other disciplines together, since when we all arrive on scene we have to work together.

Let’s start to train together.

Tak Response is not only a chance to learn from other disciplines where you fit in at “their” scene, but to network socially with your fellow providers before the you know what hits you know where.

Imagine a scene where the Battalion Chief, Patrol Officer and EMT all already know each other and what each agency expects from the others.  That’s a smooth running scene.

Here’s the episode of Seat at the Table where we meet the organizers of the Tak Response Conference and run the concept by paramedics, firefighters and even a cop.

Calendar Confusion

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I done got me a new phone.
Like you care, right?

Point being, I sent out a tweet yesterday afternoon about having trouble getting the google calendar to repeat on a 31 day tumble so I could easily enter my schedule into the standard calendar on the phone.

After looking for a suitable solution and finding none, I gave the folks at Gasda Software a call and asked if they knew what do do.

20 minutes later I get an email with instructions on how to install the custom calendar they sent.

Those guys sure know their way around calendars, especially for the Blackberry, and now for other phones as well.

Thanks Gasda, saved the day…again.

Criteria based on what?

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You all know I am not a fan of little boxes.

I dislike the little boxes we have to cram our patients into to treat them based on chief complaint.

Also on my list is the little boxes we take them to the hospital in.  Bolting a box onto a van isn’t enough.  More on that another time.

On the top of this list in big red letters are the little boxes our call takers are required to fit their callers into.

They must meet criteria in order to be coded, qualified, weighted, and then sent out to the trauma hungry troops on standby all over the City.

Problem is, it doesn’t work.

I do not know Dr Clawson, but I do know his system and that, if a system can correctly act on the information gathered and coded, it works most of the time.

What really gets me going these days is the purposeful miscategorization or non categorization used to move calls out of the call center faster than they need to be.  I am not alone in this experience, getting messages, tweets and emails from folks all over the USA asking me what they can do to improve dispatch.

You can’t improve dispatch.  Not until you improve the callers themselves.

One of my readers described it as GIGO (Garbage In, Garbage Out) meaning, in the most respectful of terms, that dispatch should not be changing anything the caller says and that if the caller is wrong, then I do hope my dispatcher is wrong as well.  If a person calls and tells the dispatcher that the space shuttle has crashed on main street and thousands are dead, maybe it did.  But the problem lies in sending that call out before it is coded.

The two most inexperienced people in the system are the ones guiding the system.  The caller and the call taker.

I have never been to a call that was reported, coded and turned out to be the same thing, mainly for the same reason my patients’ chief complaints never seem to jive with my treatment per protocol:

They don’t fit into your pre-determined boxes.

Many systems run a BLS tier, or perhaps a single paramedic resource to handle Omega, Alpha or even Bravo calls.  Here in mine, there seems to be no rhyme or reason to the assigning of resources on some calls.

A call coded by the system, based on information provided by the caller, to the call taker has been declared a 26A1, a sick call.  Yet in the call classification next to the code is the term BLEED-SEVERE.  And now the call becomes a code 3 and 6 or more lives are at risk.

“Better safe than sorry, right?”  Good thought.  Who is in more danger?  The person who bit their lip and called 911 or the 6 responders using red lights and sirens to respond to the call now thought to be more than it is.

“Then what’s the answer, smart guy?”

Ditch the codes.  Stop the tiny box requirement.

If they call and say “I bit my lip,” Dispatch it as such.  Let the responders apply calculated risk to the situation without being blinded by administrative tricks used to ring the bells faster, improving your call center stats.

If you can send a call out in 30 seconds without gathering all the information, that is not a success.

I am not blaming dispatchers.  That voices that tell me where the sick people are are not the ones in control of the dispatch system, but the ones required to work within it, not unlike me not liking aspects of my treatment protocols.

GIGO.

They relay what they are told and code the call.

It is the trick of changing the code or description that I don’t like.  That is how the cut fingers, bit lips and sleeping people send out a full ALS response and drain the system of resources at a time when we are getting stretched thin.

By changing from a criteria based system to a “plain text” system, two distinct things will happen.

Firstly, crews can use their judgment, ETA and experience to determine their response priority based on what the caller actually said, not what the system thinks they might be saying.

“My back hurts again” is not coded as “Non-Traumatic Pain-Code 3″ so the crews can apply their expert training to audit the dispatches in real time.  I worked in a system like this and it worked.

Secondly, it will become very complicated and difficult to classify and track types of calls for analysis after the fact.

“We don’t know how many CPR calls went out last quarter because we have to go back through each call instead of just pulling the codes.”

A recent study by UCSF and SFFD Medical Director Karl Sporer celebrates the finding that 1 out of 7 reports of a rescusitation in San Francisco turned out to be just that.  You can’t find stats like that celebrated outside of baseball.  1 in 7 was a success.  I see the 6/7 mis-reported or mis-coded calls as room for improvement indeed.

He’s no Otis

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The 3 AM building alarm.  This is the Fire Service equivalent of an abdominal pain from a month ago.  Thing is, when it’s in a retirement home, all bets are off as to what might be going on.

THE EMERGENCY

Audible and visual warning devices triggered by an automatic alarm, water flow indicated.

THE ACTION

When the bells strike at work, I always get out of bed and sit on the corner and wait for 2 distinct dispatcher comments:

1. “Unit dispatch…” Which means it’s a medical job and I should continue waking up, OR

2. “Units stand by for the box…” Which means we have a report of smoke or fire in a building.

But there is a glimmer of hope when the dispatcher calls out a building alarm box because our Truck Company also covers 2 other engine areas.  Sometimes they’re the only ones going out.  Sometimes.

Tonight it’s everyone and we’re quickly on scene to a very beautiful brick 4 story type 3 we drive by all the time wondering what’s inside.

Old people.

We’re met by a security guard who of course is more interested in our supervisor’s name than telling us the situation inside.  A representative from the water department wanders over from a giant hole in the ground surrounded by water department vehicles and informs us they just turned the main back on.

As the pressure slowly built against the sprinkler valve, it likely shuddered and set off the alarm.  We relax and go in to make sure and reset the alarm.

Like in a zombie movie, we enter to see various persons in pajamas and robes wandering the halls and standing on the stairs, all staring at us as we go by.  They say nothing, only watch and slowly begin to come closer the longer we stand at the alarm panel under the grand staircase.  At some time in the past 100 years, this was one hell of a mansion, but now is populated by scores of the aged.

Which is odd, since I’ve never been on a medical run here before.

As we reset the alarm, the occupants begin to slowly shuffle away in different directions, except for one.

He corners the other firefighter and asks her if she knew they had a new elevator installed recently.

“OK, wonderful, thanks.” She says, being as polite as you can at 3:15 AM.

“No, you need a key to use it if the alarm goes off,” he informs her.

“Yes, we have that key,” she says, trying to walk away.

“No, it’s a new kind of elevator, come, I’ll show you.” and he begins to lead her down a hallway.

As much as I wanted to follow and keep her company, she went along as one might go along to look at baby pictures of your third cousin while visiting long lost family.

She eventually emerged, unharmed and still in good spirits, to inform us that it was a standard elevator.  Go figure.  It wasn’t until later I learned that the inventor of the modern elevator, Elisha Otis, died long ago.  I was half hoping that was him, remarkably old and well preserved, in a home for the very old and the very rich.

Hey Motorcop! It’s on like Donkey Kong!

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My Brother from another Mother, Motor Cop, spent another day at his “duck pond” monitoring facebook and scouring youtube for something to ridicule the FD.

He found a video you can watch at THIS LINK and proves that Fireman have all the moves down.

Don’t believe me?  Just compare that video to this one, featuring the REAL Motor Cop.


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*No Indians, Manly bikers, cowboys or construction workers were injured in this posting, the Soldier, I’m not so sure.

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You Make the Call – Hired

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All the studying, testing and nervousness has paid off and you got that paid spot!  Only problem is the commute, 1.5 hours each way 3, towns over.  But, it’s with a good company and you hear great things about them.

Your first day comes along and you arrive at the ambulance yard, clean new uniform and gear, only to discover you were hired over many of the senior part time folks who also applied.  Needless to say they aren’t thrilled by your arrival.

During morning check out you are assigned to a brand new EMT-Basic, ink still wet on his card, who is not familiar with the roads, equipment or hospital locations.

Gulping your coffee, you decide to head into the supervisor’s office to see about a reassignment, at least until tomorrow.

“Nobody else wants the new guy, or gal, so make do.”  Is what you’re told.

Back to the rig and gear is checked but your narcotics are low.  Back into the office the supervisor tells you they don’t have a license for narcs, you’ll have to restock with the FD in the next town.

Something is off for sure.  Is this a test?  Some kind of cruel first day prank?  At the end of the first shift you feel like tossing in the towel but a friend reminds you that their are no other companies hiring anywhere nearby.  2 local ambulance companies recently went under and the remaining one isn’t hiring.

Keep the job and most likely the house and the car payments relying on it, or get out while you can?

You make the call.

There will be no Monday follow up to this week’s situation, it was sent as a request for advice to thehappymedic@gmail.com.  If you have a situation and you’d like to ask for a wide variety of insights, send it in, no name needed.

Papers Please

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Hey all,

I have received over 250 spam comments in the last 24 hours.  I have indeed made the big time.  So until they figure out I’m not letting them through, I have to ask you to register to post a comment.  If you haven’t yet, it’s easy and will let you also comment on other network sites.

I apologize for the inconvenience, I hate doing it on other sites, but it is just insane right now.

HM

You Make the Call – The Bar – What Happened

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I was taken aback by this guy at the bar in a T-Shirt with a 8″ EMT on the back and giant star of life.  Add to that the stethoscope around his neck and I was just confused.

My fire and PD buddies were making jokes while I was trying to make the decision whether or not to approach him.

I could start the conversation by asking if he really was an EMT, which I’m sure he is hoping someone will ask, hence the shirt, but it was really the combination of the pants, shirt and especially stethoscope that had me thinking this person is clearly not “one of us,” US being the profession.

He managed to wander over to a table of ladies with his friend who said, “Make room for my EMT buddy,” at which point I had to cover a laugh.

No matter what I said or how I approached the situation, this was not the time or the place to address his lack of professionalism.

He was not in a uniform, but as far as the public knows, he was.  He was not doing anything “wrong,” just not the best thing at that moment.

Mark can tell you that when coming home from riding with him and purchasing an adult beverage at the store, I turned my jacket inside out.  I looked odd, but even in another country I didn’t want to let folks know about that association.

So in the end, I let it go, mainly because I am convinced he would not have understood.

My buddy then, after we left, asked why I didn’t give him a Happy Medic card, then blog about it.

Also not “wrong” but maybe not the best way to approach it.  So in the end, I only did one of the two.

If you said stay out of it, you made my call.

You Make the Call – The Bar

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Ah, a day off! You’ve decided to head out for a few quick drinks with friends and meet at a little restaurant/bar in a quiet suburb. As you try to describe to your fire and PD buddies about the culture at an event such as EMSExpo, they ask if folks wander into area bars in uniform.

Replying in the negative, they laugh and ask if folks wander into bars in uniform wearing stethoscopes.
When you glare at them they laugh and point over your shoulder to the other side of the bar.

Seated at a stool and drinking a beer is a fellow in EMS pants, a blue shirt with a large “EMT” on the back and, sure enough, a stethoscope around his neck.  The shirt shows no company or department name and he is wearing no ID you can see.

While you try to make sure you are seeing what you are seeing, your PD buddy says, “Well, are you going to say something?”

You make the call.

Chronicles Germany Style

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One of the Chronicles of EMS earliest followers Sascha Fehr, who I had the pleasure of meeting in San Francisco months ago, arranged for a Hungarian Paramedic to travel to his system in Germany.

He recently uploaded this video:


Find more videos like this on Chronicles of EMS

Tell me again how we’re not changing the world?

Beyond the Lights and Sirens

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Chronicles of EMS – The Reality Series (Season 1 Episode 1) from Thaddeus Setla on Vimeo.

The new name for the reality series about EMS providers from around the world.

May I have the definition please?

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A funny video has been making the rounds on the interwebs machine, an ad for Mercedes Benz.

In this video a woman walks into a library and tries to order lunch:

It’s funny, right?

Now imagine she wanders into an ambulance station and asks to be transported for a toothache.  Is it still funny?  She’s still in the wrong place asking for what she wants.

I hear from many corners of the EMS industry that we need to lose our “above them all” attitude and just take people in that want to go in.  “It’s their definition of emergency, not yours” is something I am tired of hearing.

What if I told you it’s her definition of library, not yours?

We are not Jim’s Emergency Medical Services, or Sally’s or even Justin’s.

Responders have been trained to handle specific situations using specific tools, medications and techniques.  If you can not be aided by those things, then perhaps we need to find another resource for you. Most communities do not offer these services on demand, but arrangements need to be made ahead of time. They either wait or call 911 and get immediate service.  In still other communities EMTs and Paramedics are discouraged from or worse, disciplined, for accepting refusal of transport.

I’m not advocating leaving the sick and injured in the streets, but adding some realism in addressing our current problems.  We do not face a shortage of ambulances in America but an overpopulation of “emergencies.”

When you get on scene of the young woman who bit her lip and didn’t know what to do so called 911, no matter how you dice it, that injury is not worth placing responders lives at risk to respond to, not to mention who might be told “We have no ambulances available” while you’re trying to nicely tell your patient how minor the injury is.  Add to that that some private services do not allow refusals, now they’re generating a bill for the bit lip and taking up a spot at the ER.

Rogue Medic reminds us that our concern when at the scene with a patient is that patient and not the next one.  I completely agree that when on scene we need to focus on the needs of that person and not what might happen.  But when looking at the system as a whole, someone needs to be thinking about the next run.  Supervisors, managers, Chiefs, EMS Educators, SOMEONE needs to be looking out for who might need those supplies, skills and equipment your patient is asking about while getting that ride.  In the back of the ambulance is not the place to theorize about EMS.  That place is here in online forums, at conferences and when meeting with your Medical Director, System Managers and Chiefs.

There are things we can and can’t do for our patients.  If all you can offer is a ride, is it still an emergency?  Think about it for a minute.  If it’s just the speakers not working, do we really need to call a tow truck “just to be sure?”

Awhile back I had a good back and forth with David Konig about comparing McDonald’s, Starbucks and Dunkin’ Donuts to modern EMS.  He mentions the way Starbucks outdoes Dunkin not because of superior product, but because of superior customer service and a better customer experience.  It was in response to a series on Liability.

But those companies are still limited in the experience they can provide.  As I mentioned, when someone calls 911 for a reason I can not help with, nor any of my equipment, training or experience help with, do I still have to give them a positive experience?

Absolutely.

And that means not transporting those who do not need it.  The same way Starbucks will not make the girl in the video a hamburger, or arrange for one to be delivered.  They’ll likely smile, ask her if she meant a venti Americano, and remind her she is asking for a service Starbucks can not provide.  Then a good employee will make sure the customer can find what they are looking for, leaving them a positive impression of the company.

“This is a Starbucks.”

“This is a library.”

“This is an ambulance.”

We’ll just load her in the ambulance and take her in because after all, it’s not our definition of emergency, it’s hers.

Should the librarian stop her work and fire up the grill? After all it’s her definition of library, not yours.

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A New Network

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A new EMS blog network has been launched at EMSBlogs.com

This is where you can find David Konig, Too old to work, too young to retire, Rogue Medic and others at new sites.

They are formatting and expanding every day so check your bookmarks and update as necessary.

Psychokenisis in EMS a reality?

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On a recent job I was reminded not only of the ease with which people can put 6 rescuers lives at risk, but I learned the power of the human mind.

THE EMERGENCY

A caller reports a man unconscious and unresponsive in front of a local pharmacy.

THE ACTION

We get this call all the time and so far, in the I don’t even know how many times, it has been a new arrival sleeping.  When folks get off the bus that their home town put them on as a public service, they arrive broke, hungry and in need of a plethora of services their old location clearly didn’t offer.

Luckily we have a free van service in the City to help these folks get processed into the system here and to shelter, food, medical services, whatever they might need, and at no cost to them or the municipality that bussed them here.

Our client today has chosen to sleep curled up on the sidewalk, and since the police have no interest in wasting resources waking him and having him scoot along, callers often bring out what they know will work and work fast.

“I think he’s passed out or something.  He’s not moving.”

Bells. Engine 99, Medic 99 code 3 for the unconscious, possible recuscitation.

He wakes from the siren, no one has tried to wake him until now and he brushes the long dirty hair away from his face to peer at us confusingly.

He has no medical complaint.

He has no injury.

He simply wants to go back to sleep.

“You think MAP will take him?” Our Engine driver asks from the fresh air near the curb.

We stand him up and he’s a little uneasy on his feet, not unlike I am when rudely awakened when exhausted and I recall past encounters with our van service.

They are staffed by one person with no medical training and the client must be able to walk to the van unassisted.

“No,” I say, wishing he was more steady on his feet, “They’ll take 30 minutes anyway.”

“OK, It was a thought.” He says as I look over his shoulder and to the van pulling up in front of the engine just outside his line of sight.

The MAP van.

“I’ve been looking for him for 20 minutes” says the driver as she runs over to us. “I’m sorry you guys got called on this, he must have gotten up and moved or something.”

The look on our driver’s face was one of surprise and pride.

“Did you just summon her with your mind?” I asked.

“I can do it all,” He replied.

800 What?

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Words.  I want you to write 800 words.

In my recent travels through the dungeons here at HMHQ, many of my favorite posts average around 800-1000 words.  a fair amount to get you in, tell you a tale and let you go.

So I got to wondering if you could convince someone of something in the same amount of time.  An educational article could go on and on for pages, citing this study and that.  I’m not looking to be shown beyond a shadow of a doubt, just convince me social media is a good idea and good for our Profession.

But here’s the challenge:

Don’t use the term “Social Media.”

You can say blogs, twitter, RSS, facebook, any number of other terms, but no using the buzz words “Social Media.”

Think you’re up to the challenge?

Convince me.

email your submission to theHappyMedic@gmail.com by August 20th.

Enter as often as you like, but keep in mind if I read a second submission of yours I like better, the first one gets eliminated.  Open to everyone, not just bloggers.

Prizes to be announced shortly.

This is for you new people

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Since you all follow the Mutual Aid lists and Continuing Education tab on this site, I shouldn’t have to repost this, but watching this fail video from FAILBlog is a great learning tool for young EMSers, or anyone studying to advance in medicine.

First, watch the video, then some questions.  I don’t have answers, and was not there  to talk to this man, but I think since he is on TV he must be an actor, so let’s enjoy, shall we?

Now, without replaying the video, answer the following questions:

1. What happened?

2. What is this man’s GCS score?

3. Is he competent to refuse transport in your jurisdiction? Why or why not?

4. Could this be his normal mentation?

5. If not, what would you suspect a person who presents like this actor acted to be under the influence of?

If you replayed the video, you cheated.

Overheard in the Firehouse

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Fireman #1 -”What kind of cookies are you making?”

Fireman #2 -”They look like married cookies to me.”

Fireman Chef -”Why do you say that?”

Fireman #3 – “Because they looked really good when you started, but now after all the heat, not so much?”

Fireman #2 – “No, because they’re all touching each other.”

Pop Quiz Answer Key

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Well darn it if that wasn’t a hell of a response.  I asked you to guess which of the 10 calls mentioned I was NOT sent to, and dozens of you chimed in with your thoughts.

Un_Ojo, a friend and fellow twitterer mentioned over there that I must have had one hell of a rough day.  No, luckily, the runs mentioned were over the month.  Had that been one day I would have taken off my coat and helmet and blended in with the crowd.

MrsHappy took one look at this list and almost slapped me on the back of the head.

You see, I have 2 little ones and one of their favorite snacks is grapes.  I have been told for almost 4 years now to be sure to cut the grapes in half for the little ones because of the choking hazard.

I’ve been to kids choking on a lot of stuff, both food related and not, but in 16 years of going on emergency calls I have yet to see a person, or a kid, choke on a grape.  Not that it isn’t a possible hazard, just not as common as the baby books would like you to believe.

However, on a lighter note, the rest of those calls are 100%* true and highlighted a stressful month for me.

Be safe,

HM

*Each one of those calls is fictional

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What a month it has been!

Your job, gentle reader, is to choose which one of the following calls I DID NOT get dispatched to.  Seriously.

1.  Motor vehicle versus pedestrian, driver of car in full bicycle riding regalia and parked up the block.

2.  Partial scalping.

3.  Stabbing.

4.  Building alarm set off by a BBQ 2 houses over.

5.  A fall down 2 floors of wooden stairs after an earthquake.

6.  A running toilet in a park restroom.

7. A person urinating on the sidewalk.

8.  A high speed police chase on the Golden Gate Bridge.

9.  Sprinklers spilling into the street.

10.  A child choking on a grape.

OK, have at it.  You know I left out all the boring full codes, hypoglycemics and basic MVAs just because that would be too easy.  So out of the 10 calls above, which one was I NOT dispatched to?

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