I’m the mother of a paramedic. Firstly, while the case load represented by the various ambulance programmes are sort of typical of the cases dealt with, they screen out the fighting drunks, the drug addicts and those seriously ill and needing intervention as it’s just not nice viewing.
The ambulance service and their call handlers are blamelessly caught in the middle of a constipated NHS provision. They’re happy to attend 5-8 jobs (average) during a 12 hour shift, being proactive in managing the care of an individual on an emergency basis. But the 111 service has skewed the input by referring people they’re just not sure about, and that includes many with mental health issues, some craving sympathetic contact, and knowing how to manipulate in order to get it from an ambulance attendance.
They’ll give anyone they’re sent to compassion. But sometimes receive little back. We, at large, have developed a sense of entitlement. If we don’t get what we want, the ambulance crew are an easy target for anger or complaints.
I’ve recently learnt that my daughter sometimes now fears going into work. Another shift, another job of pickling up an elderly person after a fall, another (up to 9 hr wait) outside an A&E watching that patient deteriorate, so much so it takes away their chance of full recovery.
So think on. Think of the impossible situation ambulance crew are caught up in. The attending crews go where sent, when sent. But be thankful we still have some.