The smell of rotting flesh..... now here`s why I could never be a `bona fide` serial killer.(atleast the type that `revisits` or keeps souvenirs). Did a medivac today-left at 9 am through lovely`special rules` weather-found a gap over the ridge and headed out to Norsup. The idea was to pick up a critically ill Nivan with major `problems` -tho i had no idea what they were. -Problems can potentially be anything from an ingrown toenail to a broken leg-and sumtimes worse. It was overcast the whole way there-55 minutes in a single engine, but I performed a gps `letdown ` thru thick clouds- So-landed-saw the ambulance under the shade of trees-I taxied cross country-over to the trees -as the cessna 206 is a good 4 by 4 aswell. The ambulance men and locals were delighted at my consideration,thought i rocked-clearly a 206 had not been i n this territory before. Had the ambulance men load the sick patient-and heres the rub..... why wearing masks?-i thought it was a general hygiene practice. I don`t need a mask-what am i going to catch?-surley not heppititus So they loaded the patient and after having a` biological break`-a piss- i quickly boarded having secured all doors and seatbelts and done a quick walkaround-please god, no alqaeda agent quickly attache a limpit mine to my airframe-afterall , anything is possible. BIG MISTAKE- I climbed in, and before able to put my seat belt on- overwhelmed-gagging, stench, wishing to puke-reaching for sickbags, disorientated,trying to breath. I`ve smelt rotten death before, but this was alive and right next to me. I was totally taken by surprise-the patient was dying from infected abscese- After gagging, puking and almost passing out, i smeared tiger balm on 2 sunglass covers-squahed them over my mouth and headed the 1 hour home. Every radio call meant i had to relinquish the shield on my face, every re-trimming resulted in whiffs coming thru my homemade mask- counting the minutes, hating the slowness of the obscolescent aircraft `Northcoast`-joining and landing instructions please`-gag `Join straight in 11`-`straight in 11 -gag-` breath, breath, breath-not thru the nose-the mouht -breath `Final 11- final 11 vac-gag-landed on the grasss- as the wheels touched down-opened the door -a hurricane of freshair entered the cockpit!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .............oh god.......................... stumbled out the aircraft after having been cleared to the apron- landed with one hand-2 hands would have resulted in a crash as i would have definately been incapacitated- p[assed out. --------sounds rediculous--exaggeration-over-embellishment- yup- but never before have i experienced this- I guess my serial killer days are behind me..
Posted on: Sun, 25 Aug 2013 10:23:21 +0000
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