On Sunday morning and by morning I mean 4:30 am, we were called to a car accident.
Nothing special, in the notification, was only one patient mentioned with an unknown degree of injury. The emergency doctor of our base was already on his (well her) way.
I saw the blue light of the firefighters already from a distance and though great, we won't be the first and somebody will already be working on the patient.
Well, it wasn't one patient as we arrived. A seven seated vehicle somehow managed to get off the road and flipped over in a nearby field.
Of course, the vehicle was full of people. Six of them were lightly injured and one was seriously injured.
Another emergency vehicle was called minutes back. They arrived at first and triaged the people. My colleague and I were the third emergency car.
It is interesting how fast we are working in such situations. Not only our hand seem to work faster, but also our minds start to accelerate. A quick check on the pupils, asking where it hurts, a quick full body check.
It all happens so fast, just like the accident. From one minute to the other our lives could be changed.
About ten to fifteen minutes later we packed three patients in our car and took off to the hospital. Not far after us, two other cars took the remaining four people.
The firefighters cleared the road and a few hours later you wouldn't think that there was an accident. As far as I know, all patients survived.
I know they won't read it, but thanks to my other colleagues working with us and of course thanks to the firefighters and police.