Re: Have your say
The last time that the jolly green giants (it stated paramedics across their backs) took me on a trip was when I had an extremely painful pulmonary embolism that felt like a knife sticking in my ribs with each slightest movement, even when breathing.
All they did was give me oxygen and asked a load of questions. All the jolting in the ambulance could have dislodged the blood clot and the next stop would have been the heart. It was here that speed bumps didn’t do anything for my care on the trip from Darwen to what was still then Queens Park Hospital. I should hate to have had to do that trip from Nelson to the Royal. Within minutes of arrival the casualty doctor stuck some clot busting drugs in my stomach and a morphine jab to ease the pain. After that I couldn’t care less.
No matter how good the paramedic might be the real answer is getting the patient to a real doctor as quickly as possible and that means one town, one major hospital with full A & E facilities.
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