EMT Extrication Training

March 4th, 2006

Today was the EMT extrication training class. I always like to help out with it. So I got up and went to Colfax fire to get my turn outs. I was running late, but it was okay because they were not started yet.

The day started with Zach and I getting into a small smashed up Ford Ranger. Zach is really tall. And the two of use barely fit into the truck. It was fun to get inside. I was playing someone unconscious. They had to get me out to get to Zach. It took some time, but they got me out without cutting the roof off the truck.


Inside a Small Red Truck with Zach


Inside a Small Red Truck with Zach

Later on I was going to be part of a group of people in a car on its side. I was in the trunk of the car to see how they would deal with that. People kept yelling “Where is Scotty?!” None of the rescuers picked up on it though. After a while my back was starting to hurt so I started to play with them. I pounded on the trunk yelling to let me out.


Getting into the Trunk

They finally are getting into the trunk to free me from my tomb. It took them a while to get the trunk open. Then longer yet to figure out how to get me out of there.


Getting Rescued from the Trunk

When the extrication class was done we all went back to Colfax fire and cleaned up the equipment. I downloaded my pictures and got copies from someone else’s’ camera.

I headed to Pullman to help with Heston’s computer. I was planning on just going straight to Seattle after the training, but that did not happen. So while I was in Pullman I found out Mike was having a poker game. I went to it thinking it was a tournament. Turned out to be a cash game. I ended up being there until three in the morning. A lot longer than I had planned on being there.

It was fun. I played wit guys I had never played with before. It also turns out I knew Mike from softball. He is one of the umps there.

While I was on my way home I was listening to my police radio. It sounded like Pullman had two ambulances out and the police were directing traffic. I thought something big was happening. Then I heard Paul-Twenty-two. When you hear him at three in the morning it is never good. A little bit later I heard Pete on the radio. That is when I called the jail to see what was going on. It turns out what was happening in Pullman had nothing to do with the coroners call.

Someone had been shot. I called Pete and let him know I was still in the area. So I met him and Patti at the funeral home. I helped with the investigation there. I saw and experienced some medical conditions I had not seen before. So it was interesting to see those things in real life.

After that I went home and got my stuff to head to Seattle, finally. I started to drive, but I was fading quickly. I stopped in Washtuncna for a nap.


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