We were just chatting in the ambulance. Talking about everything and nothing.
We got a call. Motorcycle skid.
A pregnant 17 year old was lying on the cold pavement. We aasesed her and realized that she had nothing serious, just a sprained ankle.
Everybody asked her why she was riding a scooter so late ar night if she is pregnant.
The Doctor asked.
My partner asked.
The nurses asked.
The social worker asked.
Even other patients asked.
She could only deffend herself saying:
"I had a craving for pie."
She totally won my heart. She was still a kid.
Hope with this she understands that midnight cravings have to be resolved by boyfriends or husbands or even friends.