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~ A Few Good Medics ~

One of the seasoned medics in our Recert Class today gets so frustrated with some of the firefighters he works with, because they aren’t as interested in the EMS side of things as they are the Fire Suppression side of things.  He took a few lines from the movie “A Few Good Men” to drive home the point that they HAVE to understand the importance of EMS within their job.  I loved it.

I begged him to let me share it with you, but he said he would only do it on the condition of anonymity.

So, without further ado, for your enjoyment,  Ladies and Gentlemen, May I present to you (…you see, the joke here is that this is all further ado.  Oh, never mind.)

A Few Good Medics

Kaffee:  Colonel Jessep, is EMS the backbone of the fire service?

Judge:  You don’t have to answer that question!

Col. Jessep:  I’ll answer the question!  You want answers?

Kaffee:  I think I’m entitled.

Col. Jessup:  You want answers?

Kaffee:  I want the truth!

Col. Jessup:  You can’t handle the truth!  Son, we live in a world of sick people, and those people have to get to the hospital by men in ambulances.  Who’s going to do it? You?  You, Lt. Weinburg?

I have a greater responsibility than you can fathom.  You weep for the firefighters and curse EMS.  You have the luxury of not knowing what I know.  That you don’t fight many fires, though tragic, is a fact.  And our existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.  You don’t want the truth because deep down in places you don’t talk about at the firehouse, you want us on that ambulance, you need us on that ambulance.

We use words like Compassion. Caring. Empathy.  We use these words as the backbone of a service dedicated to the community.

You use them as a punchline.

I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very service that we provide, then treat us like the bastard children of the department.  I would rather you just said “Thank you,” and went on your way.

Otherwise, I suggest you pick up an aide bag and ride an ambulance.  Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you are entitled to.

Kaffee:  Is EMS the backbone of the fire service?

Col. Jessep:  We do the job.

Kaffee:  Is EMS the backbone of the fire service?

Col. Jessep:  You’re Goddamn right it is!

End Scene

Did that give you chills, or what?  It gave me chills.  Maybe it makes more sense to people actually involved in Fire and Rescue, but you get the idea.

EMS is like the red-headed stepchild of Fire and Rescue, and I don’t understand why.   It’s the most important part of what it’s all about.  Maybe it is because so many citizens abuse the system, and use 911 for non-emergent calls.  Maybe it’s because so many people thank their doctors and nurses, but forget about the EMTs and Medics who get them there.  Maybe it’s because mopping up blood and urine and vomit is never as glamorous as you might think it is (DO you think it is?).

You never see or smell the vomit on EMS related TV shows.   And believe me, there is a lot of Vomit in EMS.   Vomit doesn’t sell, apparently.  If it did, you would see more vomit on TV and in the movies.  But vomit doesn’t sell.

And that is all I have to say about Vomit.

Except that the smell is really unglamorous.

And nasty.

And dry-heave inducing.

Hey….now that I think about it, that might be one of the reasons EMS is the red-headed stepchild of the Fire and Rescue service.  They can’t handle the vomit!

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~ A Beefy Guy Named ‘Cupcake’ ~

When I was studying to become a Paramedic, one of my preceptors name was ‘Cupcake’.  Actually, it’s his nickname, but no one uses his birth name.  And, in fact, Cupcake is most often called ‘Cuppy’ by those who know and love him well. He’s got a nickname for his nickname.  Don’t see that too often, do ya?

Sometimes people will ask why we call him this ridiculous name.  I’ll get to that in a moment.

Understand, Cuppy is a BIG guy.  In all ways.  Strapping. Strong. and oddly, Cherubic.  I don’t know how those all mesh together, but he makes it work.

Cuppy has a fantastic sense of humor.  No prank is too big or too small for him.  And he’s no dummy, either.  Graduated from George Washington University.  Is a member of Maryland Task Force One’s Urban Search & Rescue Team.  Teaches Paramedicine.  Teaches Scuba.  Teaches Sailing.  Loves motorcycles.  Loves his Whiskey, and an occasional cigar…but only if he’s been at his whiskey.   Has a laugh and a smile that is more infectious than half the diseases we transport in the Medic units.  (ew.)

So here’s the story:  He was fresh out of the Fire Academy’s Training class…about to embark on his Rookie year at Germantown Fire Station 29.  Knowing it is customary for a Rookie to bring good eats for the whole shift his first day, he stopped by the station to ask them what would be a good food item to bring.  It happened to be a different shift than the one he was joining.  With a smile, a seasoned, leather-skinned, wise-ass Lt. suggested he bring…. cupcakes.

So, in he waltzed on day one, and made his first impression to his manly-man co-workers…. the men and women with whom he would be fighting fires side-by-side….the men and women who would be counting on his manly man-ness to have their backs…the men and women who were currently in a shift-wide weight loss challenge…. with three boxes of cupcakes.  You could have heard a pin drop.  Mouths went agape.  Eyebrows raised. Finally, one of his new shiftmates, in no uncertain terms, let him know, “BOY!  You can’t bring cupcakes to a fire station on your first day!  You gotsta bring Meat!  Preferably Red!  What kind of fool idea is this? Where did you get this hairbrained idea?” (I’m paraphrasing…)  He sheepishly admitted that the other shift suggested it….which explained everything.

And thus Cupcake was introduced to his new fire fighter family as the Dupe to another Shift’s “gotcha”.

And his new name was born.

And he’ll never live it down.

On a more serious note, Cupcake’s real name is actually Chris, and he was always more kind to me, more patient with me, and more understanding with me than anyone else in all the stations I have ever ridden.  I’ll never forget him.

Or the time he tied my bootstring to a patient’s cot when I wasn’t looking.

Bastard.

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