Welfare Check

Continuation from previous post.

As I walk into station, exhausted and looking forward to a cuppa, the phone rings in the office.

It's my first welfare check.

Control want to know, given the last job, am I OK?

I am reassured that with only 15mins left of our shift, we will not be sent out again and can grab a cup of tea without being interrupted.

How very kind of them!

As the kettle goes on the crew taking over from us arrive and that's when we have chance to deal with the feelings from the RTA in the usual Ambulance way. We tell them all that has happened and start complaining about everyone else who was at the scene, taking the piss out of anyone who remotely deserved it.