A day of oddness, quieter than has been usual
"Woman savaged by large cat. Wound gushing blood"
Wow. Off we went. The address we got was in one of the salubrious parts of town so it was unlikely to be a lion.
My crewmate was on the phone to control asking if we could have Steve Irwin as backup. I reminded him that he was dead so he asked for Terry Nutkin instead.
Help wasn't forthcoming. We were on our own.
I have quite a pictoral mind as you know and images were running through my mind. An old woman with a moggys jaws clamped round her throat: an old woman answering the front door with a cat hanging from her arm; a cat sitting on the roof with its prey (old woman).
We got there and I must say that it was quite sinister. Cats surrounded the house, laying in wait. For something.
It was like "The Birds"
And I swear one of them smiled at us.
Knocking the front door we were met by the womans husband. He was very apologetic and pointed us in the direction of his wife.
There she was sitting in the Kitchen with her leg up and a teatowel sellotaped over, presumably, the wound.
Good job by the husband, a bit makeshift, but it did the job. We cut it off to have a look. Tiny wound and it wasn't bleeding. We put a new dressing on it.
Later. One of the private crews that help us out (because its cheaper than paying people to do overtime) had broken down in the middle of one of the main roads into town. They had a patient with breathing difficulties on board and they were in the middle of a three lane road and it was rush hour.
We went to rescue the patient. It must have looked quite impressive. Two ambulances parked in the middle of the road. I had put the blue lights on to warn people we were there and Ambulance people wandering around in shiny yellow jackets.
It wasn't though.
2007-12-19 @ 18:56