Today we pick up where we left off with our previous call.
To recap; some chick doesn’t want to be at school, so she either a) is having a panic attack because she forgot her homework, or, b) just wants to go home. The fireputterouters have no idea that nothing is actually wrong with the patient, because instead of performing an assessment, they went straight for the IV attempt.
And blew up both of her ACs in the process. With 22 gauge catheters.
Seriously, a 22 in the AC? Knock it off, guys.
Slimm and I fixed the flag, and we are walking out of the classroom, ostensibly in a hurry to take care of our critical patient.
Some guy approaches. This guy looks official. He has grey hair and a lanyard, AND a whistle.
“This is Missus Whatsherface. She is going to ride with you.”
“She will have to follow us down to the hospital, we can’t take riders.”
“Well, it is the school policy that a staff member accompanies any student.”
“Okay. She can accompany the student at the hospital. Slimm and I will accompany her in the ambulance.”
Now, mind you, I’m not really against people riding in the ambulance with patients. Frankly, I don’t care. Except in cases like this. First, this guy is being a mega-douche, and second, we don’t take riders in the ambulance with fakers/anxiety attacks. We give them quiet rides, with vital signs monitored. And third, I don’t like the cut of this guy’s jib.
“Umm, one of our staff members has to ride in the ambulance with her. It is our policy.”
“I am terribly sorry, but it is the policy of the ambulance service that will be transporting her that only immediate family members ride in the ambulance with any patient, and that is at the discretion of the ambulance crew.”
She followed in her car. With her flashers on the whole way. Later, I find out that Lanyardman called and complained. And lo and behold, my supervisor stood up for me. “Yes, sir, I understand, but the paramedic made the right decision, and followed our company policy.”
Maybe the third time that has ever happened.