"Medic 9 with Ambulance 9, respond for the reported shooting." It's 0730 on a Sunday morning. What the heck are people thinking? Go to church! We roll into one of the sketchier areas of our small city, asking for a status on the police units. The last thing I want is to stumble into a… Continue reading Phantoms


The curtains are closed against the summer heat, and an air conditioner chugs away in the window. Our patient sits in an overstuffed chair to one side of a dimly lit room, loudly protesting that he’s fine. In fact he probably is, but we have to assess him anyway. To one side sit a couch… Continue reading Garage