Probably the nightmare of every paramedic worldwide is a sick child. It's the time where we all struggle to cope with our emotions at the same time as coping with the situation itself.
Ambulances are forever being called for children with temperatures and the fits that they can sometimes cause (called febrile convulsions, see earlier post ), as well as children with just run-of-the-mill coughs, colds, won't stop crying type things.
Recently, however, I've been called to some very poorly children. If there's any call I'm likely to "take home" with me, it's these. These are the emotional ones. Even if I don't always realise it at the time. Maybe I'm more sensitive as I have Little People of my own.
Yesterday's shift brought us an 8-year-old boy who has severe learning difficulties and epilepsy . He usually has 2 or 3 seizures a month, but this time, he'd had six in the space of 24 hours. When we arrived we were met at the door by Dad who told us that Amir was no longer fitting, which is always a relief to hear. Mum was by the bedside keeping an eye on the little man. Both parents were very calm, obviously used to their son's condition, and despite their anxieties were able to put my crew mate and me at ease with the situation. I was sure it should be the other way round, but having parents who know about, understand, can explain about and cope so admirably with their child's condition just made the call that much easier to deal with.
So thank you to those parents who understand that the ambulance crews are human too, that we appreciate your help sometimes as much as you appreciate ours.