Another time it was an hispanic male who complained about injuring his shoulder in a soccer game; turns out he'd strained his muscle. They gave him a sling, and then he told them he was having trouble with his bowel movements. They prepared to take him to the ER, but when he learned he had to give the ER some identification, he declined (can you say illegal?). All they could do was tell him to go see a doctor.
I had my first 911 ambulance ride a few days after new years.
On a Sunday night I was by myself. The spouse was at some event that evening, a bit out of the ordinary.
About 6 or so, I felt the familiar pain of the kidney stone. Haven’t had one in 15 - 20 years. It hit hard and fast. I got as as far as the carport door intending to drive myself. That idea lasted for 20 seconds. I called around to spouse and got voice mail, called her cousin the former nurse. She had a problem with caring for her elderly mother so I called 911. 20 minutes later on drugs at the ER.
My wife got the message and met me during the drugs and took me home.
The ride was pleasant enough considering the misery.