Yesterday was almost unbelievably quiet, I did a grand total of five jobs in a twelve hour shift, something pretty much unheard of in our neck of the woods. What made it more remarkable was that half of the crews from Poplar station were off the road with broken ambulances, and yet we weren't needed to cover their area.
The first job was an 'assist only', which most often means that some little old lady has fallen over, or gotten stuck on the toilet. They haven't injured themselves, but just need a bit of a hand to get back on their feet. I've never heard anyone complain about being used for assist only jobs, I suppose it's because they are easy to deal with, and the patient is always grateful.
We used to have to go to nursing homes to help them lift patients, but management, along with our Health and Safety group realised that we were hurting our backs, when all nursing homes should have the proper equipment to lift people (hoists and the like).
I also had to give a statement to the police about a job that I went to in June, it appears that they are charging the fiancée with murder. The policeman told me a few interesting things about the case that I don't think I can go into details about, just in case someone who reads this ends up sitting on the jury.
However I did learn an interesting factoid from the policeman – that Newham has the highest number of paedophiles in the UK. Maybe I should forward this to “Heardsaid“.
I also found out that I am one step closer towards my secret master plan…
The title for this post concerns the superstition in all healthcare, that to utter the phrase “It's quiet” is to invite disaster, the correct usage should be “It's a bit Q-word here today”.