Experts and Law Suits

This post over at Rogue Medic reminded me of the day our youngest child was born. Being as stubborn as his older siblings, it was decided that two weeks after his scheduled arrival, it would be a good idea to serve him notice and have him evicted. Bags were packed, plans made, babysitters arranged, and a fortune was spent in the hospital car park. 

As we headed towards the main entrance, a scene so familiar to me, yet alien to a heavily-pregnant-about-to-be-induced MrsIM, played itself out in front of us. A group of people were stood in an almost perfect circle looking down at the ground, as a middle aged lady lay on the floor crying in pain. Much like Rogue Medic's story, the lady probably had a fractured hip. The crowd were a mixed group. Some visitors to the hospital, and several staff, including a few doctors, at least one of whom I knew and several nurses who looked familiar. All told, a group of about twenty people, standing, talking, gesticulating. 

A bed had been wheeled from a nearby ward and stood next to the patient as a discussion took place on the best method of getting the patient from the floor to the trolley. As we neared the actual scene at the rate of a nine-plus-month-pregnant-waddle, I could see six pairs of hands trying to move the patient up to the height of the trolley in a tangled mess that would have any back-injury specialist cringe and cry for their mother.

The upshot of it all was that none of them, not the visitors, or the nurses, or the doctors could work out how to do what comes to any EMT or paramedic as second nature. Having admitted to being a paramedic, I offered my help, and after a couple of "What do you know that the doctors don't?" type questions (from certain nursing staff no less), and using only two pairs of hands, the lady was moved gently, safely and with minimal pain from the floor to the bed.  

I don't claim to know what doctors know, I don't claim to have the skills to nurse a patient either. I do, however, claim to be an expert at what I do for a living. I've said it before - we need to have pride in our profession. We need to know that our skills and expertise are exactly that. We need to know that we are the specialists in our field, and that any doctor or nurse worth their salt would do well to understand and respect that. My remit may end at the entrance to the A&E or ED, but up until that point, the patient is my responsibility. That responsibility extends past mere transport - it can also include extrication, removal from scene, treatment, resuscitation and stabilisation. And just simple pick-ups from the floor.

I would love, one day, to hear news presenters, career advisers and general Joe Bloggs speak about paramedics in the same respectful tone as they do about doctors and nurses. Actually, first of all, I'd like to hear paramedics speak about paramedics in that same respectful tone, instead of doing ourselves a disservice by constantly saying things like "Well, I'm no doctor..."

Whilst the USofA as a whole needs to learn a little more about caring for others, as opposed to staving off law suits (not that the UK is all that much better), paramedics the world over need to learn that we are no less experts than the doctors and nurses to whom we're compared, often in such an unfair light. We need to show that we don't do things just in order to avoid yet another American-style law suit, or just to cover our over-exposed behinds. We do things because they are the right things to do, the expert thing to do, and are in the best interests of our patients.