Not much going on here. Thanks to a couple slow days at work, the Telemark Ski Sweater is sailing along. I’m into the body pattern (which is called “lice” in the directions – kind of gross) and I’m enjoying knitting with more than one color. It reminds me of my first cabled sweater – the pattern wasn’t very interesting but it changed just enough to keep me interested.
Last night was actually a pretty good shift at work – we had two patients who were pretty sick, and we were able to bring both of them to the hospital in much better condition than we found them. We get so many calls that are NOT emergencies, that it takes me by suprise when we actually have a sick patient sometimes. It just amazes me the things that some people call the ambulance for. We had someone call the other day for a ride home – the 911 dispatcher told them that we don’t provide that service and gave them the number for the cab company. Twenty minutes later they got a call from the same pay phone, same voice, that just said “We need an ambulance quick, someone’s sick” and hung up. What a shock when we got there and it was the same person, saying they just wanted a ride home. When we told them that we don’t do that, they said “Well then I’m having chest pain and you need to take me to xxxxx hospital” which of course is 15 miles away and there are four closer hospitals. Since we can’t refuse to transport anyone who claims to be sick, we have to take this person to their hospital of choice. And of course they refuse the IV, asprin, nitroglycerin, and all the other treatments that we provide for chest pain – “just drive me to the hospital.” And of course, their address is down the street. So we get to the hospital, bring them inside, and they refuse all treatment and walk home. The sad thing? It happens a lot. So they get a $500 ambulance ride instead of a $20 cab ride, which doesn’t matter because for them the ride is free – they have medicaid or they have no insurance and no intent of paying the bill. And guess who pays? The rest of us. (OK I’m sorry for the rant, but I just don’t get it. Mom – you must have done a good job raising me because I can’t understand how people can do things like that.)
Enough of the rant. I’m moving in two weeks! Moving out of Adam’s friend’s apartment into Adam’s mom’s new house (temporarily while we find our own place). Things have gotten shuffled around a lot in the last month, and since Adam’s mom won’t be down for a month or so she said we could stay at her place while we are house hunting. We went to see it last weekend – its gorgeous, tile floors, granite counters, 3br with a screened-in back porch and nice yard. Its going to spoil me for anything I can afford 🙂 Oh well, off to pack!