Posted by: medicblog999 | October 22, 2010

Working a Police Paramedic Shift – Part 2

For part one click here.

After we had cleared from the last job we again proceeded to continue on patrol around the town centre.

As the town is so close to one of the largest infantry training camps in Europe, when this team was being put together, Dave contacted the Garrison to ask for a Regimental Police Officer to be also part of the team.

On this night we had Jim with us, a formidable man fully decked out in his military combats with an impressive ‘MP’ badge (im sure thats not the right name for it) attached to his sleeve. As we drove around we would be looking out of he windows for anything suspicious or anyone who looked about to ‘kick off’. Dave and the other guys would regularly call out “squaddies” and point to a group of lads.

“how do you know they are squaddies then?” I asked, all innocent like.

Jim turns his head with a look of contempt…

“Just look at the haircuts”

Oh, of course.

We stopped a couple of times for the team to get out of the van and talk to a group of young soldiers to remind them of the pubs they are allowed in and those that they are not. There are a number of pubs and clubs that do not like to have a large number of soldiers turning up drunk, so rather than have confrontation at the doors, the agreements are already in place and the soldiers know where they can and cant go which seems to work well.

Later in the night as one of the pubs was starting to wind down, we noticed a group of soldiers from the Garrison gathering outside of the pub. It looked like a very confrontational situation so Dave pulled the van over right next to the group.

“Right Lads, thats enough! Settle down and start heading back to the base”

All that came back to Dave and his colleagues was a bunch of attitude and more than a couple of swear words. I was starting to think that this might turn a little nasty when Dave turned around to Jim and said

“You want to speak to them Jim?”

As I slid the side door to the van open, they all turned around and the look on their faces was priceless. They obviously either didn’t know about Daves little project, or didn’t realise there was an Regimental Police officer in the van, but as Jim stepped out and walked over to them, they all jumped to attention in a second.

“Shit Sir! Sorry Sir!!,,,,Really Sorry Sir. We arent doing anything Sir….honest!”

“Ok Boys, time to go home now. Understood?”

“Yes Sir, Sorry Sir……Really Sorry Sir. Thank you Sir”

I was gob smacked. Can you imagine if the youth and the less than responsible members of our communities had that sort of respect for our police officers?

It was over almost as quickly as it started, and just in time, as another job came through for me. This time though, it came from Ambulance Control.

“Police Medic from Red Base…Are you available to attend a Category A collapse in Outer Town Street (see what I did there?)”

Dave overheard the radio message and said that it wasn’t too far away and we would be able to attend.

Blue lights on and off we went. On scene in 4 minutes to looks of bewilderment from a crowd of young adults on their way home. I get out and recognition (but also puzzlement) comes across their faces as I introduce myself to the patient who is lying down on the side of the road.

A quick bit of history from the bystanders reveal that this young lady (about 25yr old) wasn’t actually with them, but they had been walking home and had come across her. She was half on the path with her feet over hanging the curb. Initially unresponsive to pain, smelling strongly of alcohol, and lying face down. I am immediately concerned that there is a possibility that this is more than just a drunk and incapable call. Maybe she has been hit by a car, maybe she has been assaulted, maybe she has been sexually attacked?

Without any history from her, I decided to plan for the worst and work backwards from there. With the assistance from the chaps in the team, we log rolled her whilst maintaing her C-Spine so I could check the front of her. This showed some bleeding around the face and a wound to her chin and cheek. She was well dressed and had a large tight coat on which I undid and had a quick glance over for any obvious injury (I wasn’t willing to expose her in the street without warmth and a private space to do so). She was still unresponsive to painful stimuli but her pupils we reactive and she had a strong radial pulse. I wanted a BP but couldn’t get the coat off without moving her around to much and the sleeve wouldn’t roll up far enough.

Out came the tuff cut scissors and I started to cut up the sleeve of her coat. Miraculously, this appeared to stimulate her far better than the pain I was suppling to the angle of her jaw the minute before.

“What the F*&k are you doing!!”

As she shouted at me she lunged up off the floor with such a speed that I lost my footing and staggered backwards. Before I even had the chance to regain my balance, I had 3 police officers and I Military Police Officer around her. This is fantastic!!!

In between cursing and telling me she was going to sue me for the coat, I managed to find out that she had actually just been walking home and had fallen/tripped against a broken pavement stone on the pavement. She denied being unconscious at any time, however my assessment suggested otherwise, even though it appeared she may well have just been very good at tolerating pain. All in all, there were too many warning flags for her not to go to hospital.

Instead of calling for an ambulance, we explained that we would take her up in the police van so that she could get seen and have her face sorted out. She settled down en route, but either way, even if she ‘kicked off’ again, I don’t think I have ever felt safer in my performing my duties than when I am working with the team!

This is just the beginning of the trial. We are all hoping for more funding and a continuation for the next year so that this can be fully evaluated and the benefits for all services can be laid out in black and white. We do have one wish though, a purpose built vehicle with both a cage for the naughty people and a sitting area/treatment area for the injured or ill would be great.

Fingers crossed.

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Responses

  1. Mark – another good post but I have to correct you on a military matter.

    Jim, I am sure, is in the Royal Military Police and so is known as a RMP or MP (or Monkey if you want to be unpleasant to him).
    A Regimental Policeman is a whole other thing (and I’m not sure they even exist any more) who would basically be a full time gate guard and have very limited powers.

    Nick.

    • Hi Nick,

      Jim is/was a regimental police officer, not an RMP. Due to the fact that there are so few RMP’s around now, it is impossible for one to be freed up to come out with us. As far as was explained to me, Jims role is running the guard house and ‘caring for those’ soldiers who end up in the cells. I am unsure of his powers but the main benefit to the team is that his mere presence scares the hell out of the soldiers and recruits in the town centre!.

    • Hi Mark,
      I stand corrected.

      Nick.

  2. Perhaps a collapsing chair would be a good thing to bring with you. How often do you have both a naughty person and an injured person at the same time?

    • Hi James,

      We often have a naughty injured person, but as always the health needs come first. Again, though this is where this team shows its worth. In these cases, if I can clear the patient from needing to go to A&E in the first place, then he/she can just go to the police station and be procesed by the custody sergeant there inside of having to tie up a couple of police officers at the hospital.


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