I went out to a bar with a friend until closing time at 3am.<br><br><br><br>
I locked my keys in the car,so we went walking around to find a restaurant with a clothes hanger to open the locked car door.on the way,we say an ambulance.we asked them for help.they told us to hop in for a lift back to the car.they got us into the car in 2 seconds.<br><br><br><br>
I am very thankful that this was the only time i was in an ambulance.
My dad is a part time EMT, and I wanted to know what it was like to be loaded on the stretcher and put in the ambulance, so on a slow day we went up to the station and I was loaded up, hehe. No driving or lights and sirens, but I was in the ambulance. He showed me all the stuff in it, too, and I have been shown around the station quite a few times.<br><br><br><br>
We should start a new thread with 'Have you ever been in a cop car?' hehe.... (My dads a full time cop, part time EMT, so I have also been in the cop car on many occasions for various reasons. They are very pokey, all the little gadgets looking for a stray elbow to knife into...)
Twice. The first time my car was hit on the driver's side, totaling my car. I felt fine and had no visible injuries but I was still put on a backboard. The last time I was in an ambulance was in Amsterdam. My husband and I had just arrived that day on a flight from the US. We went to our B&B to have a bit of a nap and then decided to go for a walk. A few blocks from the B&B we realized we had forgotten our camera. I went back to get it while my husband waited. I crossed several streets with heavy traffic with no problems, as I approached my husband I fell flat on my face due to a seizure. I broke my nose, upper jaw, and two teeth. I don't remember the ride in the ambulance very well, obviously.
Once but I was unconscious <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/rolleyes.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title=""><br><br><br><br>
I was horse riding and the horse bolted. I had to turn her away from the other horses otherwise they would have gone as well and I lost my balance. My foot was caught in the stirrup (metal stirrup <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/tongue3.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="">) and so I was dragged along. The bone in my ankle was pulled apart and so my foot came free and then I was kicked in the head by one of the other horses coming past me when I was on the floor which knocked me out. Thank goodness that I was wearing a hat. If I'd hadn't my skull would have been cracked open <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/lipsrsealed2.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title=":sealed:">
Mine was a trampoline accident too! Except I was training for Nationals when I was about 15. I over rotated and landed on the back of my neck (from a good 20 feet in the air). I fractured my C-7 and tore half the tendons and ligaments in my neck.<br><br><br><br>
That was a neckbrace/backboard/lights/sirens crazy ride.
<div class="quote-block">Originally Posted by <strong>Cissy</strong> <a href="/forum/post/0"><img alt="View Post" class="inlineimg" src="/img/forum/go_quote.gif" style=""></a><br><br>
lots of times! My grandma was a paramedic and my parents were EMTs. Plus once I was in the parade for our winter carnival and I got cold, so I rode in the ambulance with a clown.</div>
<br><br><br><img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/laugh.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title=":lol:"> Sorry, that last part just sounded funny to me, I'm weird...! I think I would of stayed cold, I'm TERRIFIED of clowns!<br><br><br><br><br><br>
I was in one a lot when I was younger (don't really remember) I had a lot of health problems as a baby-toddler. When I was two, I fell to the ground and just stopped breathing one day, out of no where! My dad gave me mouth to mouth and an amabulance rushed me to the ER.
Nope. but I don't really want to be. I get carsick in back seats <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/laugh.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title=":lol:"> They'd have a whole new problem on their hands.
Technically twice. I rode with my mother in the ambulance to Vanderbilt Hospital on the last day of her life. The ambulance broke down three times on the way there, but the first two times, they got it restarted. The third time, they could not restart it. At this point we were about four blocks from the hospital. So they got a second ambulance to come by and transferred my mother and me to the second ambulance to go the remaining four blocks to the hospital.
Last year I wrote off my car and couldn't move my legs (was just strained muslces/shock). So yeah I got to be in the amublance.. with a trainee driver.. haha that was fun.. They wanted to cut my pants off.. but they were my new work pants I'd just got issued THAT DAY.. so I made them pull them off despite the pain. Haha.
I used to fly an air ambulance. Saw some pretty nasty stuff. It was a great job, but I wasn't impressed with the companies safety policies.<br><br><br><br>
Back in 1996 I got my EMT Basic license and had to do so many hours of "ride-a-long" in an ambulance. That was interesting, but a basic unit doesn't get the really bad stuff like the helicopter did. People typically have to be in pretty bad shape to be transported via helicopter. Although sometimes we transported people who had no injuries at all. They were in such a bad accident, we just assumed they must have some internal injuries.
Once, a few years ago, when my depression was very bad and I tried to do something rather stupid, spent the whole journey throwing up though, so I can't remember much else about it <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/thinking.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title=":think:">
I've only been in a ambulance twice as a transferr between two hospitals when I had suspected DVT. I had to go to a different hospital to the one I was in for a ultra-sound. Nothing really exciting.<br><br><br><br>
But I was the first patcient ever to ride in the ambulance apparently. Go me. Ha ha.<br><br><br><br>
Did anyone else who has experinced it actualy hate the strecher experience?<br><br>
I felt so odd on the strecher and on the way back in the wheelchair. They wouldn't let me walk no matter how much I insisted. But I really didn't like it.
I rode in one once, but I was unconscious. I'd been in the back seat of a car that got t-boned on the driver's side. Everyone else in the car was alright but I'd been riding on the driver's side and evidently hit my head on the side window when the crash happened. I still recall sitting in the back seat with my eyes closed and my head leaned back on the back of the back seat. Everyone else was checking to see that they were all ok and then then one of them said "Tony, are you OK? ... Tony? ... Tony?" to which I finally replied "Call an ambulance"<br><br><br><br>
Thats the last thing I remember until waking up in a hospital hallway on a backboard. At first I didn't remember what happened but I knew I'd been in an accident. I had slight amnesia and couldn't remember my wife's name. It was somewhat ironic because I was always teasing her about the soap operas she watched and how often they used amnesia in the plots even though it isn't that common.
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