06/30/15

Reader Submission: The Haunted Ambulance

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“I am a part time EMT with the county, and I volunteer with the local fire department. I have done so for maybe two years. Being a rural department, we have almost all second-hand apparatuses, including an old Ford ambulance conversion. This particular vehicle was one of the vehicles the county bought brand new for our EMS department way back in 1985. It served them for 19 years before being shuffled off to the fire department to act as a rescue equipment vehicle, and it earned a reputation as slow, difficult to drive, and positively impossible to kill with both services.

Plans change and shortly after we received the ambulance, we purchased a light rescue truck to carry equipment and personnel to vehicle collisions. As such, the ambulance got another refit, becoming a firefighter recovery vehicle to keep firefighters in good shape on the fireground (heat injuries are especially prevalent and heart attacks caused by over exertion are depressingly common).

In December 2012, at around one in the morning, a late response to the station on my night off left me and another firefighter as last out of the station in the ambulance headed to the scene of a large residential fire. The roads were awful, snow over ice left over from earlier in the day, and the sleet was coming down heavily enough that we couldn’t see much more than 50 feet.

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06/22/15

Reader Submission: Sounds in the Night

dark creepy house

“Before my mother died of lung cancer, she suffered in our living room. My dad got a hospital bed from somewhere, and that’s where she stayed, getting her morphine.

At night, my mother often felt incredible pain and cried. Because of that, my father ordered us to keep our doors open and wake him up when she cried so that he could take care of her. However, when my mom got weaker, her crying was not loud enough to reach upstairs to our rooms. So, my father got a little stick, which was made out of some kind of light wood. And when my mother hit the stick against her bed frame, it was loud and clear and we could hear her.

That time was the worst of my life. Imagine the psychological torture of hearing your mother crying and suffering all the time. It was especially bad when she had had her dose of morphine, but still suffered. Then, my dad told us to ignore her because we couldn’t do anything and she would soon go to sleep.

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06/15/15

Reader Submission: Call from a Ghost?

old fashioned phone rotary

My son Jason passed away last July. He was 29 years old, and his death was unexpected. He had recently discharged from the army and had been residing with me for the last 15 months. I found him in his room when I opened the door. I had so many unanswered questions.

Well today, June 14th, 2015, I was sleeping in the living room because my five-year-old grandson was spending the night. We didn’t go to bed until 5 a.m., and I awoke to my cell phone ringing. The phone wasn’t near me, it was over on the kitchen table, so I didn’t make it to the phone in time to answer. When I picked it up, I expected to see my other son’s name, thinking he was checking in to see if my grandson was up yet. However, when I looked at the phone it said I had a missed call from Jason.

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06/14/15

Reader Submission: Operation Horror

Creepy Hospital

“I’ve had my fair share of surgeries, 13 to be exact, due to my cancer, osteocarcoma. Surgery for me is usually an easy thing with little to no complications. I never had a problem, though there is one horrific scene I wish I could forget.

Back in the days when my life span was questionable, surprise operations were not uncommon. One dreadful day, they were operating on a port malfunction that occurred unexpectedly late one October night. Surgery at three a.m. is not ideal, but on the rare occasion, it must be performed by dutiful surgeons. Before inhaling the anesthesia that would  leave me unconscious, a black mass started to fill the room.

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