The firefighter trying to hold her right arm is being battered around. He face is green and looks like he wants to be anywhere other than where he is.
I look at him.
Switch?
It is not a really a question. I am taking his spot. I'll be the muscle. He can use his medical skills.
I slide it his space.
I say to her, Medical units are here. There's no hitting. I know it hurts. Squeeze my hand as hard as you can. You are going to be okay sweetie.
I can't believe I said sweetie.
I feel a dripping on my arm and look. It's from Carhartt, or rather is sleeve. It's soaked in blood up to his elbow, so is his other sleeve and his pants to his knees. Fat tissue and skin particles speckle his his uniform. His squatting in a blood.
I nudge him, Just so you know, you're contaminated.
He nods as he leans over her body to help with the tourniquet.
The cuffs of my sleeves a rimmed as well.
Did she make it? How is she?
Posted by: fritz | April 19, 2020 at 10:52 AM
@Fritz,
I assume so, but all I can do is assume. Once an officer leaves a call, due to HEPA laws, we don't learn much more.
RD
Posted by: RD | April 19, 2020 at 11:38 AM
Through back channels, I have heard the woman lived.
Posted by: RD | April 21, 2020 at 02:17 AM
RD,
Don't assume. Find out.
Dammit.
I couldn't just go to work not knowing.
Sir. I couldn't.
sue me for being an ass and having an intelligence above most people but I never abrobated my sense of responsibility.
I have done many things in my life..and all my wrong hit me when I sleep.
RD, to be a 'good' police officer sometimes means to be a good human.
a man or woman of good will.
should I shut up?
beating a head at receiving doesn't make one a good cop but making a difference does.
Don't let them use those same words to strip the same thing from you.
Posted by: fritz | May 01, 2020 at 09:08 PM