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April 06, 2005
911 Diaries: Blood Mystery
D., as told to Rock Heals
We’re called to the seen late on a Saturday -- your typical apartment complex. It’s an old woman (most everyone we deal with is old -- it goes with the work) who called 911 when her husband fell in the bathroom, and was bleeding.
That didn’t quite prepare us for what we arrived to.
The bathroom was covered in blood -- all over the shower tile, up the walls, the ceiling, and of course everywhere on the floor. Real horror-show stuff.
The gentleman in question is conscious, but a little woozy, as to be expected after losing all this blood. He isn’t complaining of any pain and is explaining to us that he doesn’t need to go to the hospital. Quick inspection doesn’t tip us off on where all this blood is coming from -- he’s covered from head to toe, but no obvious gushing.
We know he needs to go in, but we can’t force him to go under these conditions, believe it or not. So we need to convince him. My partner and I stand him up real fast -- he’s old, and low on blood, so of course he faints immediately. Unconscious patient? He’s gotta go in. The rules are the rules.
We load him up and take him in. To make a long story short, they hose him off in the emergency room and the only injury they can find is a small cut in his ankle.
There is no fucking way all that blood came from his ankle. His wife was there. We’d checked with neighbors while we were there, nobody seemed to be missing. Some shady stuff -- we reported it to the on-duty officer. Sounds like some Goodfellas type shit is going down in Bethesda.
911 Diaries, the Backstory
Soon after meeting D_, Rock Heals was treated to story after amazing story on what happens out there in the DC EMT scene. It’s some crazy living out there -- I imagine you’d hear the same or worse from the Metro PD… Consider this your chance to do all the rubbernecking you need to -- cuz when you rubberneck on the road your next, or just making my commute that much slower and pissing me off.
Some of the stories will be recent, some old, but all good. All good. Some whack shit is going on out there in your backyard. Every day.
Also in Week 4
Unabomber Haiku, Mike Grau
The Alphabet Song, M_GP
Also on Rock Heals
Week 6 Is Habit Forming with another episode of 911 Diaries and a review
Week 5: Yankees In Last! (But so are the Sox) with a short play from Brian Calandra and a recipe
Week 3 Waits Patiently for Spring Weather with a comic from John Shanchuk
Week 2 In the Time or Rock Heals with poetry from Justin Sirois; and
Week 1 Where it All Began with poetry from Mark Wallace
Posted by Rock Heals at April 6, 2005 12:10 AM
