John didnít need his alarm clock this morning. In fact, he was wide awake just a few minutes before it went off. He turned it off so as to not wake up his wife and got up quietly to start the day. Today was going to be great. It was huge. Months of work at the office were finally going to be recognized today in the biggest project meeting heíd had in a year. Todayís meeting would launch his career faster than almost anything heíd done before. He was excited. He was ready.
John showered, shaved, and got dressed up in his new suit that heíd bought the day before. He wanted to look his best for this meeting. Everything was counting on it. His wife Joanne had coffee and a quick breakfast ready for him when he came down the stairs. He sipped on his coffee for a bit as he ate his breakfast. It was really sweet of her to do that, He thought and he told her so with an extra hug and kiss as he left for his commute. He wanted to be to work early today to make sure that he was there to answer any pre-meeting questions. This was the day.
Traffic was light on the interstate that morning and John was moving at a good clip. It was strange, he thought, for traffic to be this kind to him on a Monday morning but he figured it was a good omen. His phone buzzed with an e-mail and he glanced at it. It wasnít anything that couldnít wait until he was in the office, he thought. Then a great song came on the radio. John reached down to turn up the volume so he could get pumped up for the driveÖ
He never saw the cars stopped just in front of him.
Mary took care of herself pretty well for a type one diabetic. Her doctor had told her that. She stuck to her diet, maintained her sugar levels meticulously, and took her insulin on a sliding scale that seemed to be working perfectly. Her blood sugar readings were always right where her doctor said they should be. Mary was proud of that. She worked out and tried to get out walking or jogging the trail at the park at least 3 or 4 times a week. She felt good, looked good, and thought that she was doing all she could to take charge of her health.
It was a beautiful Saturday morning and Mary thought that she should take her dog Patches out for a walk around the pond. Patches was a 1 year old Golden Retriever and loved jumping in the lake to fetch sticks. Mary had taken her morning dose of insulin, popped a multivitamin tablet from her new bottle that sheíd bought the day before, and ate a quick bit of breakfast before she put Patches on his leash and started walking to the park. It was about five blocks away and patches knew the route well. Everything was great, until the nausea hitÖ Mary tried to fight it but knew that she was going to throw up when she started salivating and breathing heavily. She ended up throwing up in some bushes next to the sidewalk. She thought that she was lucky. Nobody saw her hurl up her breakfast and she immediately felt better. It must have just been the new vitamins that made her stomach upset, she thought as she continued walking to the park. She figured that she just wouldnít take them again.
Mary never felt sick. She just thought that she should take a nap. The rock over there looked like a good place. Why was she so sleepy? Never mindÖ Just lay down and nap. Nap good.
Luckily, another jogger happened by to find Mary unresponsive.
Work had been scarce lately and Steve was happy to get his truck back on the road. He drove a live-bottom trailer hauling asphalt for a big local paving company and they hadnít had many big projects come their way lately. Driveway work was steady, but rarely did the company need Steve to drive a big truck out to a site for a driveway job. Steve made his best money and hours when the company had highway work and today was the first day of a big job theyíd just gotten. Heíd been in line with the other trucks waiting his turn to dump his load into the paver for hours and even though he was happy to be working, he had to pee. Minutes turned into hours and finally it was his turn to drop his blacktop and head back for a new load. He couldnít wait to be done. He really had to pee by this time and he knew exactly where his next opportunity would be. He backed his trailer up to the paver and raised the bed. Then through his rear-view mirror he saw the people scramble and jump off of the paver. He felt his truck lurch forward as the paver machine was pushed into it from the impact of a car travelling too fast in the construction zone. When he jumped out of his truck after looking to make sure there was nobody coming at him, he saw his friend Luke laying on the ground. Luke was bleeding, bad. The car and the paver were a tangled mess of metal and there was someone screaming at an unmoving figure in the passenger seat of the car.
Steve no longer had to peeÖ
Note to blog readers: ††† I canít quite decide on what I should do from this point on. I can take two paths, one is a rallying call to community members asking them to put themselves in the place of the people in the above cases and get out there and support their local EMS. The other, is a rallying call to us EMS peopleÖ Iíve written it both ways. You can see what you like best.
Every day, Paramedics and EMTs put on their uniforms, fire up their ambulances, and get ready to face the onslaught of whatever mayhem the streets produce for them during their shift. They do a job that is unpredictable, complicated, and vital to the community. These three stories could happen to you or someone you love tomorrow and each of them will require the response of a highly trained, expert Emergency Medical Services (EMS) provider. There are times when your local ambulance service makes the difference between life and death but there are far more times when they make a big difference in a personís continuing quality of life. By interceding in the first few moments of a medical emergency with highly trained experts, EMS makes a difference for us all. Communities that support their local Emergency Medical Services have better services and community members that are more educated about what makes quality EMS are better suited to support their local services.
You may not think about the people who respond to your call when you dial 911, but all we do is think about you. Get informed, get involved, and support your local Emergency Medical Services.
Weíre there for you. We need you to return the favor.
As you come in to work today, lace up your boots, or turn on your pager, think about the patients in the above cases. Theyíre people just like anyone you see in your day to day life. They and others like them didnít intend to be placed in the situations theyíre facing and to them; theirs is one of the most intense situations of their life. Their very life and the continuing quality of their lives could rest in your hands today. They are depending on you. Their families are depending on you. Your knowledge, skill, and preparation to perform your best are paramount to these people. Their care rests on you. You owe them your best and there is no excuse theyíll accept for poor performance.
EMS providers transcend their self when they lace up their boots and sign on for duty. Society needs us. Our patients need us. We need us. We will never know the impact weíll have on the lives of our patients, their families, and their communitiesÖ but itís huge. We as EMS providers play a pivotal role in our communities. Theyíll never acknowledge it en masseÖ but that doesnít diminish its importance. Recognition for our skills isnít necessary for our skills to be vital. EMS people do their jobs because theyíre important. We do our jobs because our guts tell us that what weíre doing is rightÖ and even when we stumble and find ways to improve ourselves and our care, it doesnít diminish the importance of what weíve done. We have acted, and we continue to act in the best interest of humanity.
Today you can make a choice. You can make the choice to seek out and become the best EMS provider you can be or you can choose not to. I suggest that you make the right choice but no one will ever be able to force you. Your care is an art and a science. Your performance is based upon hard science and soft intuition. There can never be a book that will tell you exactly what is right for every situationÖ you simply have to learn it and learn how to make the right decisions to fit the situations you find yourself in.
My advice to all EMS providers is to take the high road. Err on the side of what you truly feel is best for your patient. Do your best. Study hard and learn from those you consider the best among us. As an EMS provider, you bear the burden of an overloaded system that pays poorly and garners little respect. I feel it too. I say that it doesnít diminish the importance of what we do and it isnít the individual patientís fault. They deserve our best no matter what the system is doing to us. Itís our responsibility and our calling. It has been said that the definition of a ďProfessionalĒ is one who can perform their duty adequately in conditions that would cause the amateur to turn back. Iíd say that weíre living in those conditions today, but we still have to perform. Do your best and know your stuff. Lives depend on your commitment.
It is our job to promote ourselves. It is our job to elevate EMS. It is our job to speak out and optimize the system. The fault for its failings lies within our profession and it is our job to change it. All of us, individually and collectively have the responsibility.
Will you answer?
So I got a little philosophical in this one. Which ending do you like better?