The soap bottle just missed his head. Standing in the doorway of a cluttered Halifax apartment, Derek, a primary care paramedic, watched it smash against the wall. Derek was there because the woman who threw it had called 911 again — she did so nearly every day. She said she had chest pain. But when she saw the green patch on his uniform, she erupted. Green meant he could not give her what she wanted: fentanyl. She screamed at him to call “the red tags” — advanced care paramedics authorized to administer opioids. With none available, Derek declared the scene unsafe and left. Later that night, she called again. This time, a red-patched unit was available. She got her dose. Derek says he was not angry at the woman, but at the system that left her trapped in addiction — and him powerless to help ... CLICK HERE for the full story
A discussion on political, economic and social issues in British Columbia, and Canada