Well, as I have made very much apparent–I live in a small town. We have:
- 1 Grocery Store
- 2 Sub shops–1 is a gas station
- 2 pizza shops–1 is the same gas station as above
- 1 Casino–Tribal and all
- 2 restaurants–1 is at the Casino Above
- 4 Gas stations–1 same as 1 sub shop and 1 pizza shop
- 4 bars–all next door to each other
- 1 bed in our ER
- 87 beds in our Nursing home
- 16 beds in our “hospital”
- 3 doctors
- 9 nurses(TOTAL)
- 3 paramedics
- 2 ambulances–1 staffed 24/7, 1 backup(OH SHIT, we have two calls at once?!?!)
- 4 Churches
So, as you can see there isn’t a LOT here. Mostly, I do transfers from itty bitty hospital to Pretty Big deal hospital. Usually between 0800-1700, Monday through Friday. Sometimes, we actually get 911 calls.
Today was one of them. I got a CVA at the CASINO(note, because this is a small town, your 911 calls are either at a home, or at one of the very few above locations).
What I found so interesting was when I came in through the front door of the Casino(it is a rather large casino for a county of 6,000 people). I asked security where to go and they directed me straight through the casino floor, past slots, blackjack, poker, and more slots. In most situations, people gawk at us the whole way. People gather. They stop and watch. NOT at Casinos. No one seemed to even notice us.
That is until I let go of the stretcher(I was in back) and it bumped a chair occupied by a little old 80ish year old gray haired grandma. What is it that you think she said?
“What the F*#@ is your problem?!?!” she states boldly. I just look at her. “F*&%ing @ssh*le!” she yells as I walk away.
I couldn’t even type those words out–not after hearing someone who looked like my grandmother–but grayer hair and shorter–get so PO’d about me lightly bumping her chair…
Apparently this is common. About a month before I started they were working a code on the Floor of the casino and had the first in bag on a chair next to the scene. A casino patron was infuriated that they would take his friends seat–he did NOT seem to be concerned that someone was dead 4 feet away and 2 medics and 5 fire fighters were taking their turn pounding on his chest and shocking him with a couple hundred joules.
Whatever.
