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Firefighter Intern: Day 6
Apr. 20th, 2018 09:45 amWhen a man becomes a fireman his greatest act of bravery has been accomplished. What he does after that is all in the line of work. ~ Edward F. Croker
At 8 am we were asked to help load furniture for community garage sale, and that turned into a tour of both the Masonic Lodge and also a tour of the Frontier telephone/ internet building across the street. The focus of our house chores was to prepare for the Station Open House on Saturday, so I was put to work cleaning the station, mainly
vacuuming out the Engines (both 481 and 488) and Rescue 481, a medical call came in for a suicide attempt. Although we didn't end up transporting, it was a long call with the Sheriff's Department involved, and I got to see how we handle mental health calls. After we returned to quarters, we went back out as community support for the local HS softball teams, posting at the field in Medic 482 and scoring a free hot dog. *smile*
After dinner we went to bed early, and sure enough ... at 1 am we were sent Code 3 for an electrical shock out at the Georgia Pacific mill, and we transported again to St. Johns. I'm starting to get more comfortable with the transport procedure and the radio protocols.
At 8 am we were asked to help load furniture for community garage sale, and that turned into a tour of both the Masonic Lodge and also a tour of the Frontier telephone/ internet building across the street. The focus of our house chores was to prepare for the Station Open House on Saturday, so I was put to work cleaning the station, mainly
vacuuming out the Engines (both 481 and 488) and Rescue 481, a medical call came in for a suicide attempt. Although we didn't end up transporting, it was a long call with the Sheriff's Department involved, and I got to see how we handle mental health calls. After we returned to quarters, we went back out as community support for the local HS softball teams, posting at the field in Medic 482 and scoring a free hot dog. *smile*
After dinner we went to bed early, and sure enough ... at 1 am we were sent Code 3 for an electrical shock out at the Georgia Pacific mill, and we transported again to St. Johns. I'm starting to get more comfortable with the transport procedure and the radio protocols.
