had a lil incident today, I can be graceful, and well medical equpt just aint user friendly sometimes. anyway
they upt a PICC line in last week, so i can try to beat this infection the hospital so kindly sold me( aint that some crap) anyway to use it, DOD requires i use a 2/3 lb pusher pump to inject over 35 minutes. damn thing runs on C batteries.
anyway after shooting the dose this am, my butterfingered butt ripped the PICC line off clean with the bicep (i dropped the damp pump), just above the shut off. that tiny lil toothpick sized line? shot blood out like it was coming out of a firehose.
the 3 steps it took me to grab my GO bag and rip the C.A.T. tourniquet off the front, , and get it locked down, ceiling , wall, dog, is washed down, and im standing in a widening puddle as it drips down. girlchild walked in the room bout that time, and took the whole scene in. looked like a scene from Texas chainsaw massacre
she didnt pass out.
out the door we went. keep in mind, i was locking down for work, so knife on belt, shoulder rig on. I grabbed a sweatshirt, threw it over one arm and one shoulder, she grabbed my small ruck, and she was drivin.
C.A.T. sealed it up as much as i wanted. left it dripping. we went to closest ER.
SHE FRISKED ME before we left the truck, everything in the center lockbox. pistol, 4 mags, leatherman, folder and fixed blade and we strolled in.
Im not a people person to start with. im standing there, trying to enter the info in the kosic, dripping blood on their machine and floor, and i hear my youngun bust loose with a tirade that woulda made any westpac sailor take notes… I counted 2 languages, mighta been three, first one to get to saw the holster and hesitated, second one saw the C.A.T. and sped up.(sweatshirt slid half off, soaked) she locked it down 1 more turn, told me i was close enough and off i went to get a new PICC line installed.
first she thought i was shot, told her snapped a PICC.
anyway, spent the rest the day, cleanin my holster belt and gear, do the truck a second time tomorrow, it looked like a crime scene, and wouldnt let girlchild clean it up, due to the flipping infection. even washed the dog.
moral of my story, if you dont have a C.A.T. tourniquet, get one. get two. keep one on your gear bag. you nick something deep, you will pass out before you get it shut down 90% of the time.
doc did tape it triple tape it this time, both sides of the clamp…
if nothing else, i can be entertaining…