So there seems to be a little concern about my last post. I even got a phone call about it. I'm fine. At least I was fine when it happened. Here's what happened:
Two girls die in a shitty situation. I was first on scene. At first I don't feel for them or the family. In fact, I got some news about the family that made me even less sympathetic. I continued work having another fun night working.
The next day I respond (this time second on scene but on the heels of first) and I tend to an adult who eluded an officer while drunk on a motorcycle. With the info we had at the time there was no pursuit... turns out he sucks at eluding because a little further down the road we get a call for a single motorcycle crash. So I'm second on scene and I attempt contact with the motorcyclist who is now laying in a pile on the pavement. The helmet is the only that prevented him from being DRT (Dead Right There). I wave medics in figuring this guy is an organ donor. At the end of the shift I called the hospital to check his status and it turns out he's fine, sedated, and they plan to remove the ventilator later in the day and he'll be fine.
So let's get this straight: Two girls have shitty parents that don't teach them well and they die. A guy gets drunk on his own, jumps on a motorcycle, eludes police, crashes at about 90-100mph and he'll be fine. WTF?

I'm fine. I still love this job. I can't wait to get back to it after my weekend. Just some days you see a certain level of unjust that ticks you off. So it goes. I'm sure it won't be the last by a long shot.

On another note: I'm trying acupuncture tomorrow. I'm hoping it'll relieve some of the pain in my shoulder... we'll see. In any case a friend spoke very highly of this place so I'm anxious to try it. I'll let you know how it goes.

CPR

Ever since I was in the Boy Scouts I have taken several CPR classes. During several of the classes the instructor mentioned how during chest compressions you will probably brake bones. This morning as much as I was compressing that 12 year olds chest I couldn't brake her bones.

Gangs

Last night I stop a vehicle and contact the occupants. In short: they are idiots. Neither of them had a drivers license and their story didn't make sense for the day time and it certainly didn't make sense at 3am. I ask dispatch to call the owner of the vehicle and see if they know where their car is. Owner said 'driveway' so now I have a stolen vehicle before its even known to be stolen. I hook both occupants and take them to jail for Vehicle Theft... Both? Yes they both were charged. The passenger stole the keys but since he can not drive a stick at the age of 18 he gave his friend the keys so he could drive. - Here is the first clue that they are idiots, I double checked and... yup... it's an automatic.
At the jail the Corrections officers find a baby blue bandanna in the other guys pocket. I ask my guy if that was a baby blue bandanna I felt in his pocket... yup. So I start asking him about his gang. Anybody that knows me knows I hate gangs... so I make fun of this guy. I piss him off enough he starts talking about his 'gang'. I asked what his gang sign was and he said he didn't have one... so I make fun of the gang for not having a gang sign. Eventually he shuts up but I don't - I'm having too much fun. So I keep going. Eventually I look at him and say "You just want to go to sleep don't you? You wish whitey would shut the F(*^ up so you could get some sleep." He laughed a little at that but I was running out of material to annoy him with. Luckily it was his turn to get checked into the jail so we didn't have to put up with each other any more.

Burning paper bag of....

Dispatch: Telebush, respond to 123 main st for a resident who said her door bell rung and then found a burning paper bag of... actually, its all in the call.

Me: Copy. And I sent a message to dispatch asking why she didn't want to say "poop" on the air.

I got to the call and it was a new US resident that thought someone was making threats against her. I had to explain that it was a stupid high school prank. Then I had to explain what a prank was.

Later in the night a buddy was dispatched to a 'VID' - Vehicle In Distress, normally a broken down vehicle on the side of the road or a vehicle in the ditch and on Days its a one person call. But its summer time, on a weekend, at about 0100 hrs... I figured its something more so I attached my self and got there before my buddy. On arrival I gave dispatch the license plate of the vehicle that is well over the edge of the road and in the ditch. While I'm talking with and smelling the driver dispatch radios to me that the owner of the vehicle has three previous DUI's. I radio back "Copy; looks like we're working on another." After a few tests its click click and off to the clink. Sometimes they make the job easy.