They had to pick me up once. They did a good job but I can't remember most of it. The oxygen bought me to and they asked me my name and whether I knew the day of the week. The next I remember I was in emergency. They also have picked up mom and dad a few times and were great each time.
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Originally Posted by Nebulous
....And they even have to cope with being abused and attacked by some of the drunks and druggies they're trying to help.
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And not just the drunks and druggies. Sadly people suffering trauma will often blame and even attack their rescuers. That is certainly true of victims of floods/fires/cyclones etc so I imagine it also happens with people who have been in motor vehicle accidents or similar. I've even heard of people apologising for their actions afterwards, once they are rational again. Sadly drunks, druggies and other mentally ill people probably never have that moment of insight.
A friend once found a woman lying on the footpath crying out that she couldn't move her legs, so he called the ambulance and waited there with her. The ambulance arrived and the conversation went something like:
"Hello Mary"
"What? You know her?"
"Oh yes, Mary is one of our frequent fliers."
So, despite my mate's suggestion that they apply a size 10 boot to her posterior, they took her to the hospital for a 'check-up' after which she was, presumably, just sent home. I feel sorry for 'Mary' for having a mental health issue but it is also so frustrating that nothing appears to be done about her (and many others like her) problem.
