but I can still hump my half of a 250 lb Fijian heart attack patient on a folding litter into a running Blackhawk helicopter at 0200 hours in the morning when I have to.
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7 comments:
Good for you!!
I lifted one to many of those "heavy weights" back went to hell and now I teach others how to have all the fun!!
MaddMedic-
The thought of "I really hope I don't blow a disk on this" was the last thought I had before lifting my end off the ground.
Why are you humping Fijian heart attack patients when you should be rescuing them? And why does it take two of you to hump one Fijian?
Pitiful.
;)
Bob, "humping" has distinctly different meaning between Army and Navy parlance............ ;)
Out of my depth on this one but why can't the damn chopper come to you? ;-p
Merry Christmas!
RF, it can, but:
50 meters behind the clinic are two approximate 50 meter tall radio masts with a large number of anchor cables spreading out it all directions;
Tall trees lining the street in front of and across from the front;
Nearby building with open space studded with 3 foot high steel posts to dissuade bad drivers lining the walkways to the East;
A helipad just large enough to land a bird, if you miss the clinic wall, raised floodlights (3 of those) old willow trees (30+ feet tall), vehicles, and firestation with attendant radio masts on the West.
Things have to get pretty bad before we can convince anybody to drop in on our pad rather than us hauling to the airfield, unfortunately.
Hope you had a good Christmas!
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