When you go on some wrecks or fire you end up being there forever and day. The one time in life it pays to be a man. Finding someplace to go to the bathroom on long scenes in Central Oregon is almost impossible. Juniper trees are not very big to hide behind and the country is open so you can’t go back in the trees.
Well one such day we were on a fatal accident where the car was in the river so we were parked right on the river bank on a narrow road and had been there for hours. We were hanging around because the scene was so dangerous to the rescuers we were on standby.
Our bladders were about to pop and it was getting dark, thank goodness, maybe we could hide in the dark.
Dark came and the scene lights were turned on the ambulance which are located on the side of the ambulance and light up the whole scene where you can work, so much for hiding.
One of the officers wanted us to move the ambulance up a little further so I proceeded to jump in the driver’s seat and start forward slowly, whoa, not slowly enough, I look in my mirror and there is a fellow EMT (emergency medical Tech.) with her pants around her ankles, hiding behind the dual tires of the ambulance. Now she has held it until she can’t anymore so when the ambulance started forward she was unable to quit. Yep there she was running like a cab still peeing away. She can’t yell because she doesn’t want to attract attention, she can’t stay there or else she is going to be in the bright light of the other units with her pants around her ankles. The only choice she has is to run like a crab. One of the funniest things I have ever seen. The officer could not figure out why all of a sudden I stopped and he was still waving me further…
Oh the good ole days………
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