My poor wife. I left the base last evening a little late, doing the last PCR on the computer took a few minutes. I ended up being very late.

As I drove north on 590, a call went out for an auto accident. I could see somebody waving a flare so I eased over to the left and stopped. A confused elderly gentleman was nestled in the median after taking out a light pole. It was between Browncroft and Tryon Park. I called it in and went to see if I could help.

The median is a culvert in that area, 8 inches of running water surrounded by mud and a ten foot embankment.

Long story short, and nearly an hour later, I’m helping Irondequoit and Rural Metro remove the patient from his car on a backboard. Lots of fun in between the two moments.

I came home soaked to the skin, pelted with ice pellets and rain, and very enthused. I am an MVA junky and I got the perfect fix this evening. Pitch dark, rain and sleet and ice, running water and mud, and an extrication. It doesn’t get any better than that!