Well on the way home, Eversmeyer decided to throw out a test and see if I had any paramedic skills left. There was a new Cadillac that smoked a deer. Still smoking. Still sitting on the highway. We pulled over and you do what comes naturally. We hopped out and headed back to check everyone out. God had us covered as a state trooper was minutes behind us. On Star was even on it trying to talk to the victims. Good thing we had all that ice cream too. We pushed the car up the hill off the highway to the shoulder. Made me feel like Popeye! Natural reaction was to go searching for a clipboard to sign patient releases. Ha! As we walked away the nurse in me was talking about how sore they'd feel the next couple of days and that Motrin would be their friend. I'm sure they thought I was nuts! I'd say I passed the test with flying colors though. I must say....holy airbags though. It was like the entire car was inflated with those things.
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