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Relocate [Anthony Glick]
Description: Y/N is a NSW Sprint Paramedic, she gets called to Bondi for a dislocated shoulder and is met by a very loopy patient, who is also a lifeguard.
Warnings: Dislocated Shoulder.
Y/N was driving around New South Wales, pretty close to Bondi Beach. It had been extremely hot all day, and she'd been sent to Bronte, Maroubra, and Tamarama multiple times for medical calls, along with others she'd been dispatched to throughout the area. She was surprised she hadn't gone to Bondi yet, but her thoughts halted when the tones dropped.
"NSW Sprint Twelve, Bondi Beach. Twenty-six year old male. Dislocated shoulder." The dispatcher says.
Y/N grabs her radio and keys it up, while simultaneously turning her lights and sirens on.
"NSW Sprint Twelve is clear and en route." She replies.
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Glick had been on the Jet Ski for three hours. He'd pulled in at least a hundred people and was tired, so when he got the all clear from senior lifeguards to beach the ski, he went straight for it.
His right shoulder payed the price.
While beaching the ski, you have to also cut the engine, and while doing that Glick rammed his shoulder into handle.
Jesse, who was in the rhino waiting for Glick so they could pack up the jet ski heard the horrendous pop, and the string of curse words that flew from Glick's mouth. He jumped out and went over to his friend, who was now leaning over.
"You alright?" Jesse asks.
"I think I dislocated my shoulder." Glick groans.
Jesse grabs his radio and keys it up. "Jesse to Central, Glicky just dislocated his shoulder, call an Ambo."
"Alright Jess bring him up and we'll get him the green whistle."
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Y/N parked her SUV and grabbed her bag.
"NSW Sprint Twelve to NSW Dispatch, put me on scene, Bondi Beach." She says unto her radio and locks the SUV before clipping the radio to her pants and walking towards the lifeguard standing at the stairs waiting for her.
"Y/N, nice to see you again." Jake says.
"Nice to see you too, so how'd our patient dislocate his shoulder?" She asks.
"Oh you'll never believe this. I'll let you find out for yourself." Jake smirks.
They walk into the tower and out onto the overlook to see Glick sitting in a chair with the green whistle in his mouth.
"Ah! One of our favorites! Look Glicky, the shoulder specialist is here!" Jesse says.
"Anthony, what did you do?" Y/N asks as she bends down to examine his shoulder.
"He was beaching the ski." Jake responds, faster than Glick could even process what she'd asked.
"I hit the handle bars and it just made this horrible sound and started to hurt." Y/N nods and feels his shoulder a bit more.
"Alright, how bad is your pain?"
"Like a seven."
"You think you can handle a relocation with just the green whistle or do you want some morphine?"
"I vote morphine." Jesse says. Jake nods in agreement.
"Morphine." Glick responds.
"Just keep breathing in the green whistle, and once your IV is in and working we'll start."
She puts a tourniquet on his bicep and cleans the area before grabbing a kit and morphine. She draws up the morphine and sets it aside. She gets the IV in and administers the morphine, which starts working quickly. She grabs Glick's hand in hers and starts feeling his shoulder again, trying to make the muscles relax, and also figuring out which way would work the best to get it back in. His muscles are tense.
"Anthony I need you to relax your muscles. That's the only way this is going to work." Y/N says as she rubs his arm.
"I can't relax, I'm nervous." Glick slurs.
"Why are you nervous, Glicky?" Jake asks.
"Because there is a beautiful paramedic touching my arm." The boys and the crew filming a Bondi Rescue laugh. Glick didn't even realize what he said. The comment also made Y/N's cheek turn a bit red.
"Just look at Jess then." Glick looks over at Jesse and then gives Jake a weird look for his comment.
"I know she's still there." Glick says.
"Would you be more comfortable laying down?" Y/N asks. Glick nods. "Could you guys get your bed flat for me?" Jake goes off to get the bed ready and Jesse carries her stuff into the tower while Y/N walks with Glick.
He lays down on the bed and Y/N feels his muscles relax. Now that she can attempt to relocate Glick's shoulder, she decides to use Kocher's Method. She bends his arm at the elbow and rests it against his side. She grabs his hand an starts to externally rotate it. Once she feels resistance she lifts his arm into the sagittal plane, then internally rotates it towards his other side.
Glick's shoulder pops back in, just as loud as it popped out. All of his pain goes away and he sobers up. Y/N rests his hand on his other shoulder and makes sure he doesn't move it for a few seconds.
"Damn you're good." Glick says. Everyone in the tower chuckles.
"How's your pain now?"
"Zero." Y/N smiles and makes him a sling for his trip to the hospital.
"So Glicky does Y/N still make you nervous?" Jesse asks. Glick's face turns red and his expression makes Jake and Jesse laugh.
"What?"
"You were nervous and couldn't relax because there was a beautiful paramedic touching your arm." Jesse chuckles, Jake does as well.
Glick groans and Y/N laughs as she gets a sling made for him. She puts his arm in the fabric and then ties it behind his neck so he doesn't have to keep it there himself.
"So are you guys going to exchange numbers or something?" Jake pushes.
Glick's face turns as red as a fire truck and Y/N just laughs.
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Once the other paramedics arrive to take Glick to the hospital, Y/N walks him to the ambulance.
"Thank you for fixing my shoulder." Glick says.
"Yeah, no problem. Be careful beaching that jet ski next time." Y/N jokes. Glick smiles and nods. "Well, I'm sure I'll see you soon. Bye Anthony." She squeezes his hand and slips a paper in it at the same time.
"Bye Y/N."
She closes the door once the paramedic jumps in the back and then wake back to her SUV.
Glick opens his hand and looks at the paper.
(01) 2345 6789 - Y/N :)