Buried Acorns and other nuts

We just started shift and were in the waiting room when an elderly gent got out of the passenger side of a car and staggered in. He was clutching his chest. He made it ti the triage sign in stand and collapsed on the floor, before I could get a wheelchair. We got a stretcher, loaded him off the floor and brought him to a code room. He was doing OK. I'm surprised we don't get more of this. So many people use an ambulance as an urban taxi for all sorts of trivial ills. Yet we have unloaded some pretty serious stuff from cars that drive up to the door. Rest of the shift was quiet. Everyone is talking of the impending blizzard. I am off and will ride it out at home. I don't have to worry about my relief not making it in. At least, not this time.