My final job (because the lovely man who is relieving me has just turned up) was an 'assault, assailant has left the scene'.There he was, 6 foot of Eastern European laying face down on the floor snoring, and smelling heavily of booze.
“Been drinking?”, I ask (shouting).
“Yes” he says.
No signs of assault, I left him in the tender care of the ambulance crew.
Now home, to bed and sleep.
Then I'll reply to some of the comments people have left.
Nighty night.
That poor woman, What was she doing out late at night on her own? Any news on how shes getting on? (the pregnant lady)Liz & Baby Josh
Get some sleep, fella. You've more than earned it!
I'll try and find out.