Monday, February 8, 2010

Ugh

Tonight, while reading the news, I realized that just a few months ago, I'd transported a little boy that died from being beaten to death two days ago. I didn't run the call for the code, another paramedic that I've been friends with for years ran it. I didn't realize it until I saw the toddler's name in the paper (unusual name) and had that "wait, didn't I run him before?" Previously, it was because the mom was uneducated about basic stuff (in this case, having to use a bulb syringe to clear little noses rather than thinking a 1yr old will blow his own nose). Transported little guy and tried to educate mom on basics of taking care of a baby with a cold. No signs of abuse at the time (well-fed, up-to-date immu, and we undressed him down to the diaper because he had a fever). Kiddo was cute as could be and interacted a lot with my partner and I (even for his age and the fact that he probably felt like crap). Hell, I was the one that carried him to the truck.
It saddens me that the mom has been charged with child abuse and neglect, while the mom's boyfriend (not baby's daddy) is charged with the child's death due to reported ongoing abuse throughout the day while the mom was reportedly at work. Of course, not all of the bruises and cuts were new, so claiming that she had "no idea" isn't going to fly. I think they should both be charged with the death.
I need a drink. I just don't understand how somebody could ever hurt a child, much less KNOW that their child is being abused and not do anything to prevent it or remove themselves and their child(ren) out of that position. We have plenty of women and children's shelters down here with resources to help. All of our officers down here will take any woman and children(and arrange for car seats to be brought to the scene for children that need them) that want/need to go to the shelter.

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