This is why I'm not a manager - I am working seven days this week - and seven days next week...

I did manage to pick up two people who were drunk last night - one had a nosebleed, while the other was a 17 year old who had been fighting with 'friends' in the park at midnight, and had gotten kicked in the ribs. Lungs were both alright, although the way he was behaving you would have thought that he was about to drop dead.

Stand out job of the night was getting a 22 Stone, immobile woman, who was dizzy and vomited whenever her head moved, down some stairs and into hospital. This could have been a complete nightmare of a job, but is wasn't, if only because both the patient and her daughter were very pleasant people (and it helped that they had a stair-lift in the patient's home). It went a bit worse because the hospital was exceptionally busy, and we kept being pushed from pillar to post while they searched for a bed for her. It took us nearly two hours to do this one job.

We also went to a five year old who had a swollen top lip - probably because of a minor allergic reaction, not a real emergency (she'd had it for over an hour, and it wasn't getting any worse). What made the job memorable is that the rather large family, wanted to go to the Royal London hospital, and not the closest (by about 2 miles) hospital at Newham. I might have taken them to the Royal London if they hadn't been so rude about Newham... (by policy, we are supposed to take people to the nearest hospital, and can only take people to other hospitals "at our discretion") I took the mother, daughter and sister (who apologised for the behaviour of her brother) to Newham and within 20 seconds of arriving, were met by the rest of the family, who had driven up in two cars full of people. There was one patient and nine relatives (I counted nine, it might have gotten even more) most of which were 'angry young men'. They spent the next two hours dominating the Paediatric waiting area, and I was reminded of the Toronto hospital which only allows one 'support person'.

I apologised to the nurse at the hospital - but it's not my fault they all turned up...

So far the count is 10 Sober jobs, to 2 Drunk jobs.