My first and hopefully ONLY ambulance experience was recent.
I was at work and experiencing my first migraine, a complex one, to boot. (In case you aren't familiar, a complex migraine isn't just pain/sensitivity, it's loss of feeling, vision impairment, etc.) I was up in one of the Firm's Sick Rooms (I work for a large law firm that provides such godsends) and was so scared of the numbness I was feeling down one side and the fact that I couldn't focus on anything that I finally had a coworker call an ambulance to take me in. I can't tell you how efficient everything was! They locked down all the elevators to take me down in a trauma chair (not the gurney). I only remember the following things about the ride:
- The back door of the ambulance was broken (hence the chair, not the gurney) and I had to get myself in.
- How very nice they all were. They tried to keep me with it, warm and comforted me when I started crying.
- Spending the entire ride trying to keep myself from being further acquainted with my breakfast (for the 97th time) from hours earlier.
- Complete disorientation as to what direction we were traveling in.
Here's something I didn't know, in some (all?) large cities, the EMTs call you in to the ER on the way. Here in Beantown, their job was to actually convince the ER that I needed a bed and not to just be kept sitting in the waiting room.
Due to the fact that in addition to a complex migraine I could've also had a tumor, a bleeding anyuerism or some sort of stroke, I got the bed. A CAT scan, 2 MRI's and one spinal tap later, I got the 'official' word I was ok.
While the ambulance experience was pretty quick and easy, it's certainly not an experience I want to repeat!