So it was with my standard level of skepticism that I pushed a stretcher out to the large SUV idling outside the main entrance to the ER to help a gentleman lift his mother. Instead of opening the side door as expected, however, the son popped open the trunk and revealed a makeshift bed of pillows resting over the folded-down chairs. Lying atop the cushioning was an older woman covered in blankets, paralyzed from the neck down. Not your typical mode of transportation for a quadriplegic, but effective nonetheless.
With a few extra set of hands, we managed to hoist the patient onto a draw sheet and slide her easily onto the waiting stretcher.
Of course, the whole thing would have gone a lot more smoothly if we didn't have to fend off the four cats that accompanied the woman along for the ride.