Because I was going to be at work all night, it was good that I had found a church nearby that had its morning service earlier than the other one, so I got there for 9:30. I had the rest of the day planned as such. Get a sandwich/early lunch after church, and then rest for the afternoon, before going to work for 6 pm.
What do they say about great plans being made. (I don't really know, but somehow a plan is never really stuck to). As soon as I got home, Dave (a friend from Hove Ambulance Station who is working here) asked if I wanted to pop over.
I went to his house, and we went out for a walk along the seafront in Fremantle, where he lives. It was baking hot, and in about 15 minutes I felt like I was literally melting. We did stop in a local cafe for some drinks, before carrying on. I was well and truly in need of a shower by the time I got back home.
A quick shower, and sandwich (no time for a rest - I hope it was quite tonight) I had to head off to work. When I got to the depot, I found out that my crewmate wasn't very well, and hadn't come into work tonight. I called in to Ambulance Control a couple times to tell them, and see if there was a plan for me. "Just sit tight and we'll think of something" I was told.
I am still sitting tight at 4 1/2 hours into my shift, with no plans yet. I think I'll pop off to bed soon. What a stroke of luck that there isn't anyone to work with. They don't have Response Cars her, and you are not obliged to go out on your own, so I'll just hang on until I get a call from Control to tell me what to do. I've reminded them twice and still nothing. We'll see.
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