At the moment I’m reading an essay by the awesomely named Russell Wangersky about his time as a volunteer firefighter in this book (hey, Monique, check that URL). It’s appropriate, then, that Travis pointed me to Medic, a blog in which “a transplanted EMT family from California embarks on a new life”. From a recent entry:
We picked up an elderly patient from the hospital to transport to her nursing home (NH). She was “extremely demented” and unintelligible. I walked into her room and was greeted by the stuff of childrens nightmares…she had a 3inch ‘X’ lac right between her eyes with black sutures like barbed-wire. Her eyes were so sunken back in her head that you could stick a finger between her eyelid and eyebrow up to the first knuckle. She had ‘racoons-eyes’ (two black eyes which is common with head trauma) and, perhaps what made it most disturbing, a great big smile on her face and the soft restraints on her wrists.
That’s gripping (and visceral) stuff.