Reminiscing...

That last line of my previous post has me remembering with fondness a previous time in my life.  A time before I was married and had a child, when I was an active member of the volunteer fire department and an EMT.  Specifically my bedside manner.  I got to play the role of the grumpy prick with the difficult patients.  I think one of my trademark lines went something like this: "Listen, you can either cooperate and let us bring you to the  hospital, or sign that you're refusing care, but you'll be calling again in an hour, in a lot worse shape than you are now, and I have a tv show that starts in an hour that I don't want to miss, so cooperate now or take your chances later."  I can't remember a patient that didn't change their tune after a few minutes with my blunt dose of reality...