Today in first aid training we moved on to WOUNDS. I had to play victim in a couple of scenarios, and in the first, I was asked to play an auto mechanic who had somehow managed to cut off the top half of one of his ears.
So I improvised, moaning and groaning, one hand clapped to my ear. The "rescuer" - a fellow student who doesn't know the nature of the scenario - rushed in and followed the steps she'd learned.
"Hi, I'm Theresa, I'm a Medic First Aid and I can help you. Are you all right? What happened?"
I struggled to think of a plausible answer to her question. After all, a person delivering first aid should know what happened in order to react properly.
"I CUT OFF MY EAR! This is what happens when you run with scissors."
Best I could do on the spur of the moment. Anyway, she applied dressings, saved the top half of my ear, and called 911. SAVED!
Sadly, I found out that hands-on defibrillator training will have to wait until next year. But at least I know enough to operate one of the idiot-proof models if I have to. ZAP!
Great post, Earl. I was laughing my guts out, and I suppose you know how to put a dressing on that so I don't die.
No Superman review?
I took my 2.5-year-old. Very moving.
Superman review is coming.
it was okay. I was a little unimpressed, but like the geek told me on the bus ride home, "they could have done a lot worse".
who am I to argue?
In reality, it would have been better had a father of a 5 year old girl and 7 year old boy had remained at home (with his kids) or if he had jammed something in his kids' mouths to stifle the incessant talking during the movie....
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