Night blogging because I need to sort out my thoughts
If you’ve ever thought about getting first aid training, but wondered if you’d ever use it, get it. Seriously, get it.
I had it years ago and didn’t think I actually remembered anything. But today, one of my best friends passed out on my front walk. Head first on the concrete. For about thirty seconds, her eyes were open, but she was unconscious and unresponsive, and those thirty seconds felt like thirty minutes as my brain went into full on panic mode, fearing the absolute worst, because I couldn’t even tell if she was breathing.
But in those thirty seconds, completely on autopilot, I’d already started the initial assessment and the first stages of ABC, directed the nearest person to call 911, and figured out where to send them for the nearest defibrillator. If you asked me before, I couldn’t tell you where it was, but that autopilot mode knew. It remembered that training, and was apparently taking notes on defibrillators, even if my conscious brain had no idea.
It didn’t come to the C part. She started coming around, the paramedics arrived, and though either the fall or whatever caused it broke her short term memory for the better part of a day, she’s home and with her family now. I am so, so glad she’s okay. And I’m going to ask to re-up my training next time it comes around at work, because I just had first-hand experience in how important is is that, in an emergency, at least part of you knows what the hell you’re supposed to do.