Normally after doing a crawler transport I would be raging about the idiots on the road who cannot understand a blue light ambulance doing 20mph probably has somebody very ill and in a lot of pain in the back however today was different.
It might seem like fun and games ambulance work, we chat to hot nurses drink tea and cruise around in our air conditioned van. You might not see why we get paid for such a lifestyle. Today was the kind of day that makes you want to change your job.
Normally discharges to the hospice don't cause any real problems. Like an A&E crew you meet the person drive them to the place and hand them over to the staff there. Unfortunately as a transport attendent you get to see the same people again and again and a few of them become good friends and you genuinely can become attached to them.
Recently we have been taking a gentleman for radiotherapy. He is a lovely guy. He is chatty and friendly and its a joy to take him in comfort to his appointments. Today we recognised the name on the job sheet as his. He had suddenly become worse and had been admitted to hospital. Our first job of the day was to move him from hospital to hospice.
It turns out he had suddenly got worse and was now coughing blood and leaking it from his nasal passage. The doctors do not know why. His terminal cancer appears to have reached the end of its attack on this gentleman.
So instead of raging and swearing about the idiots that cause me to brake hard, swerve and generally cause pain and discomfort to the patients in my care I'd like to dedicate this post to a man alone in his bed in the hospice. I hope his final days are under heavy pain relief and he is allowed to die peacefully after the suffering up to this point. I also hope the hospice staff can help ease his anxiety and fear and give him a final few days of happiness.
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