Just back from the Role 3. There is a medevac cooking. The good news is that I pawned it off on the new PA, Michael. I am calling it "training." Pretty tricky, no? Boys gotta learn...
There guy needs to get out of here for surgery. We spent all day trying to figure out what was wrong with him. All were stumped. So off to the Role 3 for CT scan. They're not sure either, but they know he needs surgery and they know that they don't want to do it. So hence, the medevac.
We had a rabid dog run around a fob attacking people. Our medic there chased the dog until Vector control could trap it. The dog attacked the Medic and then the Vector guy. the Medic was in a fight for his life and stabbed the dog, who then let go of his hand. Someone eventually shot it. Twice. First one didn't take. Luckily our Medic had rabies shots prior so he doesn't need the full series. Life can be very tough here. But he'll be ok. And OHS's reaction to all this? They wrote him up. For what? I don't know. But I think an email is in order. Never a dull moment...
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