Never be afraid of paramedics, they aren’t there to rat you out. They just want to know what they need to do to make you better/not worse. They hate paperwork as much as anyone, and a dead patient is a ton of paperwork.
Exactly, I told my sibilings that when they went off to college.
You can always call me, I will drive to the ends of the earth to pick you up, I wont tell the folks if you dont want me to. You do, however, have to be able to tell the person scraping your sorry ass off the pavement exactly what you broke. (And dont do anything where you wouldent be able to tell them either)
Never be afraid of paramedics, they aren’t there to rat you out. They just want to know what they need to do to make you better/not worse. They hate paperwork as much as anyone, and a dead patient is a ton of paperwork.
I think that part is meant to discourage the “hold my beer” types as well as drug use.
Exactly, I told my sibilings that when they went off to college.
You can always call me, I will drive to the ends of the earth to pick you up, I wont tell the folks if you dont want me to. You do, however, have to be able to tell the person scraping your sorry ass off the pavement exactly what you broke. (And dont do anything where you wouldent be able to tell them either)