People seem to love these stories. Please stop me if it gets boring.
And I realize that when I get home I'm just a citizen like these folks:
1) October 25, 2005
Woman calls 911 because she was chipping ice in her freezer and punctured the lining. She tells the fire department dispatcher that it "started spraying out some sort of gas"
Fire dispatcher asks: "so is this a freon leak?"
Citizen says "I don't know, it's a Frigidaire."
(call taken by the woman known alternative as Jerbear or TK-Ho depending on if she’s answering her cellphone or competing in a Tae Kwon Do tournament)
2) Today, October 29, 2005
Man calls me because his grandfather is having difficulty breathing. I transfer him to the paramedic dispatcher.
Medic dispatcher asks: "does he have history of heart problems"
Citizen: (talking to Grandpa): "Do you have heart problems?" then answers "Not right now"
Medic dispatcher clarifies: "Does he have a diagnosis of heart problems?"
Citizen: (talking to Grandpa): "Have you had hypnosis heart problems? (speaking more clearly for grandpa to understand) "HYPNOSIS, have you had HYPNOSIS?"
3 ) Before my time, probably apocryphal, but still a good story:
Citizen calls because she believes her husband has died in his sleep.
Medic dispatcher says "Is he breathing?"
Caller: "I can't tell"
Dispatcher: "Get a mirror hold it up to his mouth. Now tell me if you see a reflection"
Later, supervisors discussed with the dispatcher that what she told the caller was actually the test to see if the patient was a vampire, not the test for respiration.
I love my job.