Not 15 minutes into my shift this morning and I get a code 99 call. I've barely finished my daily shift log and already I'm sending 2 units to a cardiac arrest. Maaaaaaaaaan. So the cops are barely on seen, maybe 2 minutes, and the FD says "returning to station, police matter." Guess what that means? The guy's already dead, so then we babysit the poor guy's body until the ME clears it and the funeral home responds to bring him away. Talk about a total clusterfuck to start your day. Now, all that aside, in a weird way it totally reminded me of a part in American Gods by Neil Gaiman where Shadow's working for the Egyptian Gods in the funeral home, and in the early morning in a light snow they show up to collect a dead woman. I've just heard that the man's passed and my Sgt requests I call the ME and I happen to look up at the front door and I see that this light snow is falling and it just kinda hit me how similar it all was. Granted I feel bad for the family and what-not and it's always sad when someone passes away but it was just so close to the book it was kinda eerie. Aaaaaaaaaaanway...other than that it was a fairly uneventful day. And, now that that's out of my system, I think I'm gonna watch the end of the Bruins game. Peace.
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