I woke up this morning to find out that Richard Biggs had died; for those of you who saw it, he played Dr Franklin in the TV series “Babylon 5”. He was in his forties, married with three children, with the oldest being six years old. My sympathies go out to his family and friends.
Our complex is EIGHT ambulances short today, so it comes as no surprise that we are running around like the proverbial blue-arsed fly. Control keeps broadcasting jobs for which they have no ambulances, this means that a lot of crews are more unhappy than usual, as Control hassles us about “greening up” quicker. It doesn't bother me however, as if I'm busy doing jobs, it makes the shift go quicker.
As I'm typing this an ambulance has had a blow-out on the fast lane of the A102 – a very busy road. The crew are alright, but it means we are now nine ambulances down for the next two hours at least.
The jobs I've been doing are the usual Monday morning sort of stuff; 97 year old women having heart attacks, 10 year old boys with cut heads (a rather impressive 3 inch cut, mind you) and 88 year old men from nursing homes who have “high blood pressure” – they invariably have a better blood pressure than I do.
Now some silly sod has stabbed himself in the stomach with a pair of scissors.