A little while ago we were having one of those days and very much looking forward to the last run which turned out to be not much different from the first. The first patient had been waiting for medication for 5 hours before she could leave the hospital and wasn't in the best of moods, having already spent 3 months in there, she couldn't wait to get home, second patient was in quite a lot of discomfort and didnt want to be on the vehicle any longer than necessary, promise to do our best, third patient had a carer waiting in the house for her who would have to leave soon and she didnt want to miss her, again promise to do best, my partner went in for the last patient, who hopped 'literally' on the vehicle and tapped me on the shoulder, 'Could you see that i'm off first please driver, i'm diabetic and due and injection'. With no desire to watch her go hypo i pleaded with the patron saint of empty roads and green traffic lights. You know those exercises you do on discrimination awareness courses were there's one life jacket and a sinking boat and you have to pick who gets it?