A little five year old girl was brought to the emergency department for suicidal and homicidal ideations – at least according to the social worker who accompanied the patient to the emergency department.
When the patient arrived, she was uncontrollable. Throwing things. Knocking over chairs and garbage cans. Trying to punch or bite anyone who came near her. All the time, the parents were just sitting there playing their little pocket electronic solitaire games and doing nothing to control their kid.
That would have been it for me. You act like an animal, I don’t care how old you are. You’re going in leather restraints. I’m not endangering my staff.
Then the kid went to the bathroom, locked herself inside, and wouldn’t come out. Security had to come with a special key to open the door.
The patient’s actions did get her prompt placement at the children’s psych hospital – where the nurses knew the patient on a first name basis.
Despite being frustrated with the way the child was acting and with how the parents were doing little to intervene, several people were giggling about what happened when the ambulance arrived.
While the EMTs were getting the patient on the stretcher, the kid was actually pretty calm. She looked at the paramedic and whispered something. The paramedic didn’t hear her, so he leaned over to ask the kid what she said.
WHAM! Right hook to the paramedic’s jaw.
I can see the report at the receiving hospital: “We hit a bump in the road construction on the way up here and the IV pole fell over and hit the kid on the head. Really.”