On April 27th I'm quite sure I wasn't the only one on this forum out working. I was assigned to the county rescue doing an initial sweep on our designated grid square. We saw, and triaged several patients while making room for the ambulances to follow us into this nightmare that was our community only an hour ago. We came across a lot of walking wounded and marked several collapsed structures that the rescue team would shore and make entry to when they got there. (Yes we actually separate SEARCH and RESCUE here) My particular conflict came in a wave of threes. Communications were destroyed, we were all relying on a chain of handhelds to relay information back to incident command. The cell towers were destroyed and my wife and family could not be reached. That was problem one on my mind that day. Problem two came when we topped a hill and from a distance I could see that my neighborhood was no longer there. Problem three came when I was asked by a paramedic to ride with them to the hospital to keep pressure on a femoral bleed while they bagged the patient. I was being asked to ignore triage protocols. I was also being asked to abandon the rescue that was slowly making headway to my own decimated house. My captain said it was my call. I went in the ambulance and it was the hardest thing I had to do that day. Thoughts on this?