
After "popping the top" (fireman jargon for riping the top out of a vehicle using an air chisel) off this now defunct van. When using an air chisel to extricate a patient it is very very noisy. It is hard to convince your trapped patients that you are really there to help free them when the noise from this device starts roaring through tough metal. The elderly lady was removed from the wreck pretty quickly but the gentlemen was a different story. He was firmly trapped by the steering wheel and his feet were entangled in the brake pedal. I'm on my belly in the middle of the highway trying to crawl inside through the smashed drivers door window, digging through the grocery items, trying to get close enough to see what my male victim injuries actually were. Every time I would move a can of corn away from his head, three cans of peas would fall onto my poor old gentleman's with a dull thud, thud, thud. Glancing from inside the van, looking around the accident scene it was now beginning to look like a grocery stores shelves had been emptied onto the highway. I became quite concerned when I finally clawed through the food stuffs and found red liquid coming from my old mans ear canal. Fearing he had suffered a serious head trauma I immediately pushed myself inside even farther so I could get a closer look. Shining my flashlight towards his massively oozing wound... what is that I see mixed in that red goo oozing from his head?
Taking my gloved finger I swipe some of the gruel from his ear and slowly brought it to my nose. With a audible sigh of relief from me, all it was was Ragu Sauce with fresh onion favoring. The red tomato paste had exploded on impact and drained through the grub into his ear. I didn't want spaghetti for dinner for a few weeks after that unusual call.
Taking my gloved finger I swipe some of the gruel from his ear and slowly brought it to my nose. With a audible sigh of relief from me, all it was was Ragu Sauce with fresh onion favoring. The red tomato paste had exploded on impact and drained through the grub into his ear. I didn't want spaghetti for dinner for a few weeks after that unusual call.