After 4 or 5 days of rain, it's still nasty outside. I went to work yesterday and my captain decided to wait until after shift change to tell me I was being sent to another station. Then he wanted me to hang around for roll call. If they needed somebody at the other station, that meant someone was having to hang over from the previous shift until I got there. So hanging at my station was keeping someone from going home- I don't want anyone doing that crap to me, and I really don't like doing it to anyone else.
Luckily, the engine and rescue got rung-out on a call, so I high-tailed it out of there.
The shift itself was dull, the station I was at is usually pretty slow. We ran one call that wasn't interesting, but I got a nice little workout from it. The lady was upstairs (of course) and needed to be transported to the hospital. I got the stair-chair and Cap. got the cot from the rescue. I had control of the stair-chair and got the lady down the stairs, the engine's driver was at her feet. She wasn't the smallest of ladies, and, judging by my sore arms and shoulders, maybe I should've accepted offers for help. Then again, no pain-no gain....right??? Right??????????
We slept almost all night, ran a call around 0300. It was raining cats and dogs and I'd left my raincoat at the station. So, I put my turnout coat and helmet on (already had my bunker pants on) and made the dash for the house. Nothing else worth reporting on that call. We made it back to the station and slept the rest of the night.
Steaks for supper tonight, gonna run to the store with mom in a few minutes.
take care
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