Seriously...
... I would not of believed this if i hadn't been there!!
Because i love my money i do 2 jobs. One in an office and one in a pub, and considering i am a newly engaged woman thank fuck i do!!
Anyway, every Sunday evening we have the special needs group in using our skittle alley at the pub i work in. They range from physical disibilities, mental disorders, downs syndrome etc and they are a really sweet crowd to work with. There is one girl who has severe epilepsy and often has fits while in the pub.
Last night, she had a really severe fit and i mean foaming at the mouth job.
When she comes to she's paralysed for quite sometime and last night she managed to bite through her lower lip and was beginning to become quite agitated because she couldn't move to see what was happening and she couldn't understand where the pain was coming from. So we called an ambulance on the request of her carer cos the cut was quite bad and she was becoming more and more distressed at not being able to move.
The operator asked if she was breathing. Yes we said. She asked if she was communicating. Yes we said. She also asked if it was life threatening. No, we said although the girl is paralysed and is quite distressed. (by this time she had wet herself and now was howling.) The operator then told us that an ambulance was on it's way. Groovy!!
So we waited
and waited
and waited
The girl regained some feeling and calmed down.
we waited
and waited
and waited.
The carers decided that as she was able to move that they would take her to the hospital which is 5 mins away themselves to get her checked over. I called and cancelled the ambulance. Or so i thought...
1 1/2 hours AFTER we first called them, it turned up. The paramedic asked me why we didn't cancel the call. I said we had. He said we couldn't of and left.
The most ironic thing about this... The ambulance station is less than 200 yards away from the pub.
My god. I know they have to prioritise but come on. Ok, it wasn't a life threatening emergency but surely 1 1/2 hours is a joke?? It's not like the ambulance station is a small one.
Reminds me of the time when my dad had a funny turn and the doctor called the ambulance bus thing to pick him up and take him into hospital for tests. It was supposed to collect hime at 2.30pm. Nothing came. Then at around 9.30pm we hear sirens. The sirens stop outside our house, we open the front door and there's 2 paramedics going on about a 999 call from our house and where's the patient while my dad is in front of the telly watching the bill with half a digestive and a mug of tea going 'i feel much better now thanks.'
He still was forced to go though!!
And the doc said he probably had a 24 hour bug thing and to drink plenty of fluids.
Hee hee i don't think i've seen my dad so pissed off in my entire life.
Most amusing.
Reason why she's pissy today? Very. Slow. Ambulances.
Because i love my money i do 2 jobs. One in an office and one in a pub, and considering i am a newly engaged woman thank fuck i do!!
Anyway, every Sunday evening we have the special needs group in using our skittle alley at the pub i work in. They range from physical disibilities, mental disorders, downs syndrome etc and they are a really sweet crowd to work with. There is one girl who has severe epilepsy and often has fits while in the pub.
Last night, she had a really severe fit and i mean foaming at the mouth job.
When she comes to she's paralysed for quite sometime and last night she managed to bite through her lower lip and was beginning to become quite agitated because she couldn't move to see what was happening and she couldn't understand where the pain was coming from. So we called an ambulance on the request of her carer cos the cut was quite bad and she was becoming more and more distressed at not being able to move.
The operator asked if she was breathing. Yes we said. She asked if she was communicating. Yes we said. She also asked if it was life threatening. No, we said although the girl is paralysed and is quite distressed. (by this time she had wet herself and now was howling.) The operator then told us that an ambulance was on it's way. Groovy!!
So we waited
and waited
and waited
The girl regained some feeling and calmed down.
we waited
and waited
and waited.
The carers decided that as she was able to move that they would take her to the hospital which is 5 mins away themselves to get her checked over. I called and cancelled the ambulance. Or so i thought...
1 1/2 hours AFTER we first called them, it turned up. The paramedic asked me why we didn't cancel the call. I said we had. He said we couldn't of and left.
The most ironic thing about this... The ambulance station is less than 200 yards away from the pub.
My god. I know they have to prioritise but come on. Ok, it wasn't a life threatening emergency but surely 1 1/2 hours is a joke?? It's not like the ambulance station is a small one.
Reminds me of the time when my dad had a funny turn and the doctor called the ambulance bus thing to pick him up and take him into hospital for tests. It was supposed to collect hime at 2.30pm. Nothing came. Then at around 9.30pm we hear sirens. The sirens stop outside our house, we open the front door and there's 2 paramedics going on about a 999 call from our house and where's the patient while my dad is in front of the telly watching the bill with half a digestive and a mug of tea going 'i feel much better now thanks.'
He still was forced to go though!!
And the doc said he probably had a 24 hour bug thing and to drink plenty of fluids.
Hee hee i don't think i've seen my dad so pissed off in my entire life.
Most amusing.
Reason why she's pissy today? Very. Slow. Ambulances.
posted by LMPP at 1:35 PM
