The radio goes off just as I approach the driveway. "Can you just have a look please....it's been downgraded but as you're nearly there?"
I drive up a track, it's almost midnight and I can see all the lights flickering together and suddenly the house is plunged in to darkness. As I get out the car a man stands in the doorway ushering me inside "The lights have fused....I can't get them to stay on.....Please, she's just inside....." and off he walks. I grab a torch and my bags and wish we had personal issue handguns.
I smelt the blood first, you can when there's a lot. "Hello?" I try to sound brave but it comes out like a whisper "In here" is the faint reply. I walk in to the downstairs cloakroom and slip, I look down and shine my torch at a naked woman covered head to toe in claret. the floor is one big puddle, it is smeared over the surfaces, walls and everywhere else I can see. "I think my carotid has gone" said the woman. "Can I have a hot response please control" I say into my radio praying they wouldn't reply with the words 'kilo zero'.
"Hello my love, what on earth has happened?" I ask, only half wanting to hear the answer. As I try to find the source of the blood she says that she came to investigate the lights blowing and ended up on the floor.
"I think she fell over this" a man says calmly, holding up a pice of wooded furniture. I turn, half expecting him to be stood there with a machete but he isn't, he is holding up a wooden chair "
"You know thats not what happened" says the woman sternly and then clams up. He wanders off again and I put a dressing on to her head. It is immediately soaked but I'm pleased to tell her that her carotid is intact. She has a 3 inch deep laceration just above her ear. I apply another dressing and a tight bandage and check her pulse. I can't see a great deal but she feels clammy and she needs to not be here. Thankfully the crew arrive as I am trying to get a line in. We decide to put her straight on the stretcher and get her to the vehicle.
She's a character, she's had a good bottle of wine and tells us about her time as a nurse tutor. Before she finishes we have her monitored with fluids up and resus waiting.
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