Sunday, January 25, 2009

CPR save


0250 this morning. I awoke to the irritating sound of the minitor going off. "Medical team respond to difficulty in breathing at -- address."

So I jump from my bed, throw my job shirt on, and jump in the rescue truck. On the truck is my partner, a firefighter, and a student. We pull out of the firehouse, make a right and then a left and then the radio trips up. "Be advised, your patient is unresponsive."

We pull up to the address. We grab the defibrillator, the jump bag, and the stretcher. We arrive at the patient's side to find her leaning over the toilet complaining of having difficulty breathing. As we move the patient to the stretcher, she stops breathing. I grab the BVM and hook it up to the oxygen. I then start bagging the patient. My partner sticks the defibrillator pads to the patient and starts compressions. We start the infamous "pump and blow." I tell the student to grab the Combitube and to get ready to tube the patient. The student's hands were shaking so badly I was amazed he could place to tube without shattering the patient's teeth.

The student gets the tube in and inflates the balloons. Talk about beginner's luck, he got the tube in the trachea. We then started bagging the patient from the tube. As we pull up to the hospital emergency room, we deliver three shocks from the defibrillator. After the third shock, the patient's pulse returns. We promptly handed over care to the er staff and patted one another on the back for a successful CPR Save!!!

So we load back in the rescue and head back to the firehouse. We are smiles and giddy as school girls. We back the truck into the station and start debriefing on the call. After about two minutes, the minitor makes the annoying sound once again. "Fire department respond to a possible structure fire at -- address." And as much as we would have liked to gloat and bask in our glory of saving a life, it was now time to answer the next call. JS

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Thursday, January 22, 2009

My folks


I have the worlds greatest parents. My parents have been married for 32 years and still can't keep their hands off each other. My friends call them mom and dad. I think they did a great job raising my sister and me. I was lucky, to always have both parents in my life. We are always there for each other. We tend to lean on each other when the going gets tough. I wouldn't trade them for anything. JS

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

another crashed amublance.


Our ambulance is parked in the ambulance bay at a local hospital. We are taking a patient from this smaller hospital to a larger hospital for a surgery. I get in the back of the rig with our patient, my partner escorts the patients wife to the passenger side front seat. There is another ambulance parked next to us at the hospital. The patients wife opens the door and starts to climb in to the truck. As she does this, the ambulance parked next to us starts to pull out. As it pulls out it catches our door on its wheel well. The impact makes our rig shake violently and almost rips the door off. Thank god the patients wife moved out of the way in time. So we had to take ourselves out of service and call for another ambulance to transport our patient. Our truck is really messed up. The door is bent, the fender is damaged and the door will not close or latch. Between this and the damage I did to the truck a few weeks ago, our truck looks very bad. I'm starting to think I'm shit magnet for ambulances. JS

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Ever had one of those nights?


I was getting back late from a friends house. As we pulled up to where my truck was parked at my parents house. I noticed my left rear tire was flat. I start thinking to myself "This is really going to suck!" It is -10 degrees outside and almost midnight. I start the task by lowering the spare tire from under the bed of my truck. To my great displeasure I find that the lowering device is frozen. So I find an axe in the back of my truck and start beating on it with the flat side of the axe. The spare tire breaks loose. Next I pop the hood on my truck to get to the jack and tire iron. I grab the required item and leave the hood open. The hood has a small light that comes on while the hood is open. Next I open the door of the truck to get a screwdriver to remove the hub cap. I leave the door to the truck open as well. Then I start to loosen the lug nuts with the tire iron, this proves to be very hard in the cold weather.

The very next ting I do is place the jack under the rear axle on the snow and ice covered driveway. I get the truck jacked up and remove the lug nuts and tire. as soon as I get the tire removed the jack slides out from under the axle, and the truck falls and lands on the rear brake disc. Now I am starting to get pissed off. I go into my dads garage and start looking for things I can use as cribbing. I grab some blocks of wood and a cinder block. I start jacking the truck back up from the leaf spring because the axle is to close to the ground to get the jack under.

I would jack the truck up and crib the truck, then jack, then crib. I was slowly rising back up to where I needed to be. I put the spare tire on the hub, tighten the lug nuts and lower the truck back to the ground. Then I snug up the lug nuts just to be sure. I put the jack and cribbing away. I put the tire iron back under the hood and close it.

Now its time to go. I go to start the truck, but it won't start. The battery is dead. probably because the dome and hood lights were on for hours in negative 10 degree weather. By now its after 0200am. I go into my parents house and steal my moms car keys so I can make a 2am Kmart run for jumper cables. So I did just that. I get back from the store and now it is after 3am. I jump my truck from my moms car. It finally starts. So I drive it to the gas station and fill it up. Driving would allow the battery to charge.

I get finished at about 4am. I have to be at work at 7am the next morning. I was planning on being home early enough to get a good nights sleep. Well that never happened. I got about 2 hours of sleep. It felt like the night hell froze over. It really sucked. JS

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Crzegrl, the blogging jedi master


I was hanging out with my mom yesterday. Some how we got the idea to go see our friend Emily on the other side of the state. I don't get to see her as often as I would like to. I know not everyone reading this shares the same views I do, but I hope they know I love them more than anything as well...

Emily was the person that inspired me to start the fatfireman blog. I know my blog will never have the quality of writing or the following hers has. I hope that fatfireman will continue to entertain both of my readers for along time. Anyway, back to my story.

So, mom and I decide to go on a mini safari. We get in the car and head west. I text Emily and said "we are coming out and need directions". She responds with "Can you guys stay for dinner?". I responded back with "Do you have rum?" She said "of course?". Emily made us dinner and drinks and homemade guacamole. I don't like guac, but I really liked the stuff she made.

Emily and mom talked well into the evening. I felt a little like a fly on the wall. It was interesting to watch these two women chat it up. I think they solved all the worlds problems last night. We talked for a while as well. We talked about blogging and the people in the blogging world. EPI, we talked about how awesome your new blog was. I may have inserted my foot a few times, but hey that is who I am.

Needless to say we had a great time and stayed way too late. The food was awesome and so was the conversation. I guess I just wanted to say thank you, Emily. By the way, if you don't already read her blog, go check it out at crzegrl.net. Next time you come out to our side of the state, and thanks for the cool swag. JS

Thursday, January 15, 2009

MLB, NFL, NBA, EMS?

I'm not much of a sports guy, as a matter of fact I don't like sports, but while sitting in my rig today I began to think about this. EMS is kinda like pro sports. It is always the same core players, but from year to year they play for different teams. Take me for instance, In ten years I have worked for a couple fire departments and a few ambulance services, as well as the federal government. Some would say I have had many jobs in ten years, but those people don't work in our field or in metro Detroit. For the most part I have always maintained at least 2 jobs at all times. Normally this would be a Fire Dept and an ambulance service.

The thing I noticed is that like pro sports, we get a few new players every year, and a few move on. While at a local hospital er I always seen to run into someone I have worked with. Everyone in this job knows everyone else. The only thing that changes about these EMS providers is the patch on their sleeves. Either they are going where the moneys is, or they like working different shifts. The grass always seems greener on the other side in the EMS world, but often it isn't. I work with people at this brand new company that I worked with at the first EMS job I ever had. Has anyone else noticed this? I just think it is kinda odd. JS

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Sick as a dog


This object has been my closest friend for the last couple of days.

Friday night I started feeling a little ill. By Saturday afternoon I would not be farther from the bathroom than ten feet. I was so sick I called my mommy and made her come to my place and take care of me. I'm huge baby when I get sick. I could loose a limb and deal with that better than having a gut bug.I was so sick that I crapped my pants yesterday, I have never done that before. This morning I started to feel better. I think I am 100 percent now. The last two day were total HELL. JS

Saturday, January 10, 2009

20 more fat fireman facts.


1. I suffer from severe ADOBSO.

2. I'm in a relationship.

3. I hate college sports.

4. I believe respect is earned not given.

5. I love Hawaiian shirts.

6. I've started to like news radio.

7. I hate being alone.

8. I hate being in a crowd.

9. I like BDU's better than ACU's.

10. I really, really, really like sex.

11. I need to go on a new adventure.

12. I like women with short or long hair.

13. 13 is my badge number. Really it is.

14. I wish my body didn't hurt every morning.

15. I hate snow.

16. I have an inflatable bottle of Captain Morgan rum.

17. I believe in the supernatural.

18. I think some people just shouldn't work in emergency services.

19. I think selfworth is worth more than any amount of money.

20. I hate ironing my clothes.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Fallout of a crashed ambulance


So I was speaking to a friend and former officer of mine today and he told me that I never told both of you what happened after I crashed the ambulance. After writing the incident reports and having the investigation completed, this is what happened to me.

30 day driving suspension. I must tech every call until my 30 days are up. Retake drivers training (CEVO) a class I have helped instruct many times. And lastly a verbal warning. So all things considered I fared this storm pretty well. Thank you for the prayers. JS

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

a late call

As 1830 approached tonight, I was looking forward to getting off of work on time so I could get to my shift at the fire department. At 1833 we were FORCED to take a call coming out of a local hospital. Our off time was 1900, needless to say we didn't get off until 2000. My partner and I didn't want to take this call. We seem to be getting out late a great deal lately.

If we had not taken this call I would not have meet a great man. Our call was to take a patient home after being treated at the local hospital. Let me tell you about our patient. He was treated for an injured elbow. He injured his elbow when he fell out of his wheelchair.

Now let me tell you how he ended up in that wheelchair. Our patient was a productive member of society. He was an engineer for one of the big three. One day he was mugged and he resisted, he fought back. In return for that he was shot six times at point blank range with a .357 magnum. As a result he lost the use of his legs and sexual organs.

Let me tell you about this great man. For a man that lives alone, is unable to work, have sex, and is stuck in a wheel chair, He has an awesome outlook on life. This is a man that sees the upside of everything. He told me that he thanks god every day for just being alive. I had never seen a man smile as much as he did. It amazes me how he does this. If I where in his position I'm not sure I would even want to live, but here is a man who has lived more since he has lost the use of his legs, than I may ever live in my entire life.

Meeting people like this is the reason I love my jobs as much as I do! JS

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Still blocked

Just wanted to let both of you know, I'm still having writers block. So I have posted short updates and picture of my life. I will keep both of you up to date on my life. But if anyone can come up with a topic please let me know. I'm just shooting blanks right now. JS

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Murder at the speakeasy






I hope everyone had as good of a new years eve as I did. My roommates and me set our basement up to look like a speakeasy. We had everyone dress in 1920's style clothing. Then we had a story. One of the guests was murdered, and we had figure who done it. What a great time. The videos from that night are on youtube. Some photos are posted above. JS