Again, we had another 1 month old boy die on us today. The mom met us at her front door with the baby lying lip in her arms with grey skin. We knew it wasn't going to be good and we were right the baby never came back. The mother told us she had fed the baby at 4:00 this morning and then layed in bed with the baby. She woke back up at 7:30 and noticed the baby wasn't breathing. We think the mother made a mistake and accidently suffercated her baby.
We went on another dead person that afternoon and pronounced him dead at the house after trying everything. And again that evening we picked a guy up from his house who was having dificulty breathing and he died 1 hour later at the hospital. A very bad day to die in Tville.

But on a more funny note. We had to move a 600lb. fatty off of the toilet. This guy had a gut that hung down to the floor. He had been sitting on the pot for five hours and decided to call for help. We got there and he was on a toilet that basically sits on top of a walker, so he wasn't even on a real toilet. The house stung to high hell from the fungus that was growing in his fat rolls and that didn't seem to help matters. So there he his naked on the pot. As we lift him up in the air he forgets to tell us that he's not done yet, so a number 2 falls out. Seeing a number 2 along with the smell of fungus started to give some of the guys the dry heaves. I just started laughing and thought to myself "the crap we deal with as firemen" and then I started to laugh even harder.
The crew was mad at me because I stuck my head out the window for fresh air and just kept laughing while they were stuck with his smell. Needles to say we got him out. We layed out a tarp across the room, rolled him into it and then drug him like a tranquilized bear down the hall and out on to the porch. We then cut his railing off of the porch so we could roll him into the ambulance. Truly wished you all could have been there.

House Fire In Magna

Today we went to Magna to fight a house fire at 10:00 this morning. By the time we got there the fire had already taken one cat and two dogs. I was assigned to cut down the overhead garage door and a couple of trees in the front yard that were making it difficult for the hose teams to get inside. After that we were assigned as to RIT (Rapid Intervention Team). This means that we are on standby in the event that a firefighter goes down we would be deployed to rescue him. As we were hanging out on the front lawn we noticed that from the radiant heat the garbage can at the end of the driveway caught on fire. All of the hose teams were busy with the house so the garbage can wasn't a priority. Our engineer Blaine saw a bucket full of water on the front porch so he grabbed it a headed over to the can. I went with him like a lost sheep looking for some entertainment. Blaine quickly put out the flames like a true hero. He also had no idea that the bucket was full of fish. I saw the fish in the bucket as he started to pour and I started laughing. He thought I was laughing at him for his unusual fire fighting tactics and he began to bark at me for laughing. I said " no, no Blaine I think you did a great job putting out the fire, I was just wandering if you think the home owner will let us eat his fish now that you just poached them". He looked into the garbage can and then quickly up at me and I started to laugh even harder when he said "well now were batting a thousand for the pets".

This post doesn't really belong on the fire blog so it won't stay long. I had some footage of what goes on at Bunnco while the boys are gone. You know what they say, " when the cat is away the mice will play". All Kelli needs is a fire pole and she's set. Yea baby.

I was in the shower Wed. morning, and to be a funny guy my captain fill a bucket full of flour and waited until I turned off the water. I soon as I shut off the water the captain pulled open the shower door and covered me with flour. When your wet, the flour will stick in your hair and on every piece of skin that is wet. I thought "no big deal I will just get back into the shower." Well that made things worse. The flour turns into a paste that doesn't come off without scrubbing. It took me twenty minutes to get the flour off and I still had spots of paste I that I kept on finding through out the day.