I come for the challenge. The old woman was sick on the street. I take her into the car, I begin to help, but in vain - she died right on the bearings. I need to go to Morocco. Going to the substation, I ask the sanitary practitioner (the ambulance student of the first course of the medical institute) to inform the dispatcher that we have an exitus (exitus) in the car - usually so in Latin - indicates the case of death.



The guy runs into the control room and asks in a loud voice: "We have coitus (coitus) in the car, what to do?" Poor confused close to the sound of the word, because in the first course so much new information!



The reaction of the attendees was quite adequate to the heard: “What is this??!“The coitus. Where is it?!! In the car. In the car, it can’t be.



If you don’t believe it, go see it yourself.” And here a crowd of highly interested colleagues crashes from the spot and rushes to the sanitary car, in the salon of which next to the deceased old lady sits your submissive servant... Naturally, the homeric whisper was heard in the neighboring street, and stories about it were enough for a long time.