giovedì, aprile 14, 2005
:: ambulance run - hell of an exciting day! PART I ::just some snips...
7.45am... pandomonium at the bukit timah fire station... a splatter of paramedics running up and down the place, lugging their heavy blue bags for what they call roll-call... but more like a grp gathering (of the senior paramedics only)... meanwhile, i'm told to wait in the EAS library/activity room... which consists of: a huge panasonic tv (that does not work), 2 dusty cobwebbed fans, 4 dirty mirrors distastely arranged in a diamond shape, 6 discoloured chairs, um... interesting gum spots on the cemented floor and window panes that were falling apart... it is a really really run down place, i've never been in such an ulu place for ages... however, let's not get carried away by the sheer ulu-ness of the place... btw, the toilet is damn disgusting, it actually smells of RUST! and um, it's like one of those toilets in china la...
8.15am: my grp's senior paramedic (really really pretty lady, she's malay, but looks v ang-moh) came and did some introduction, apparently our alpha (ambulance) went on a 730 RTA call.. (damn, missed it) and wasn't back yet... alphas 4** and 4** go to their respective outposts at cck and bt batok... we're holding the fort now...
8+ to 9 am: introductions all around in the office... the 2 NS medics... lol... they look so young, it made me feel a bit out of place... but then they are all very friendly and funny people, so the ice was shattered in a matter of seconds... senior paramedic and ns medics take turns to make 'sarcastic digs' at each other... me included eventually... erm...
Sr pm (paramedic): Hey gal, r u local?
me: oh nooo, wht u gonna say... CHINA?
Sr pm: ya.... u're not issit? but yr complexion so nice leh...
me: hehe ok all forgiven...
Sr pm: u from hwa chong rite?
me: yeah... u identified my 'cheena' look huh...
Sr pm: hehe yea.... and plus u live at bt panjang mah...
Sr pm: let me introduce myself, i'm the one who looks like an ang-moh and these are S and S, my two cannot-make-it medics...
9.15am:
Sam: eh, so quiet....
DING DING DING...
All of us: wey, keep your mouth shut la! (apparently, Sam's the medic with this nickname... that implies that everything horrible/bloody/busy happens on his runs... it's supposedly a misfortune to do runs with him, but fortunate for a medstudent though)
call one: chest pain...
ooh, i got to auscultate, erm and then sr pm asked me put which traige and then we filled up the yellow form... at the end of which she put my name down as well, so that to quote her, 'if anything happens, we all go down together la'... *green faced dopey*
back to station...
Sam, the-one-with-precognitive-powers, persuaded me to have a ridiculously early lunch... (at 1045am) because he felt that in one hour's time, we would start a non-stop kinda of run... he WAS RIGHT!
10.30am: call two... woman with low BP cannot move...
To be continued...
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