So I Just Saved A Life. Have You?
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I have saved two people from drowning in two separate occasions (once when I was 16 and another when I was 20). While it was a great feeling when they were saved, it also even more significant for me because someone saved me from drowning when I was 5 and I felt as if I was repaying the favour in some way.
Apparently when I was about 4, I was at a lake and saw a baby/toddler fall down in the water. It was a muddy lake and no one else saw him, and kids that age don't get up again when they fall in water. They just sit there going "Where the hell did all the air go?". So anyway, I go over and pull him up again. I don't remember this, but the mother sends me presents on my birthdays.
I was standing on the beach one day.
A little fish flopped ashore. I stood there, staring into its eyes, contemplating on what I should do next. He gazed back at me, flopping around a little. I stared at it for a few seconds more, then I picked him up and tossed him back into the water. It was a quite interesting experience.
Wait, human lives? Nah.
A little fish flopped ashore. I stood there, staring into its eyes, contemplating on what I should do next. He gazed back at me, flopping around a little. I stared at it for a few seconds more, then I picked him up and tossed him back into the water. It was a quite interesting experience.
Wait, human lives? Nah.
Pah you did your job, you don't congratulate your bin men for hauling away the bodies without asking questions do you?
I'm just bitter and tired due to imminent deadlines.
You've stolen one death from the Red God, we have to give it back..
I'm just bitter and tired due to imminent deadlines.
You've stolen one death from the Red God, we have to give it back..
One of my siblings was foolish enough to dive into a pool end that was a foot deeper than their height and had no idea how to swim. Luckily, I caught them diving in and went over to them. At first, I taught that they were trying to stay afloat by jumping on their toes, but I soon realized that they were really struggling. So I pulled them out quickly, and although they were coughing some water, they were ok.
Had I not been there, they would've been in serious trouble. This sibling was always being rescued by me and to this day, they are not grateful enough to even show me the slightest bit of respect.
Had I not been there, they would've been in serious trouble. This sibling was always being rescued by me and to this day, they are not grateful enough to even show me the slightest bit of respect.
So is it cool if I pass by a severe accident, stop to call an ambulance and then just lean on the back of my car and play Tetris while the poor victim asks for assistance?thaluikhain said:
"Sorry, bro/bra. This isn't the movies. I'm not certified to move you from your vehicle."
Push'em back in.CrimsonBlaze said:
Well I've been a fire fighter for over eight years. I have applied pressure to wounds, splinted broken bones, performed CPR on multiple people (most were very old and died due to either having DNR's or other serious health problems) but I didn't save any of them because the paramedics who transported them and the doctors who worked on them actually saved them they would still have died even with my interventions if they never got to the doctors. But if I never applied the pressure or did the cpr they would have died before getting to the hospital.
The one call I really think I did help save a life on though was a call that wasn't even in our district. We got dispatched by accident to a 3 year old girl who had walked under a fence and kicked in the chest by a horse. Our stations are manned 24/7 and we arrived in about 5 minutes. If we cancelled like we were suppose to the correct department (volunteer) would have taken about 15 minutes to get there since they have to leave their other jobs and go to the station to get trucks then to the scene. Well we got on scene and she wasn't breathing and had no pulse. My partner and I started CPR he gave breaths and I did compressions as her mother was crying and saying she just let her out of her sight for a few seconds to take in some groceries. After about two sets of compressions the girl took a gasp of air and started crying. I never thought a child's cry would ever be one of the best sounds I would ever hear but those cries were music to my ears. The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and they loaded her up and rushed her with a police escort all the way to the hospital. That call was about five years ago and I still remember everything like it was yesterday, especially the image of working on the girl while her mom blamed herself and cried in the background, and I imagine I will remember it for a lot longer.
Oddly enough I have never pulled anyone out of a fire.
The one call I really think I did help save a life on though was a call that wasn't even in our district. We got dispatched by accident to a 3 year old girl who had walked under a fence and kicked in the chest by a horse. Our stations are manned 24/7 and we arrived in about 5 minutes. If we cancelled like we were suppose to the correct department (volunteer) would have taken about 15 minutes to get there since they have to leave their other jobs and go to the station to get trucks then to the scene. Well we got on scene and she wasn't breathing and had no pulse. My partner and I started CPR he gave breaths and I did compressions as her mother was crying and saying she just let her out of her sight for a few seconds to take in some groceries. After about two sets of compressions the girl took a gasp of air and started crying. I never thought a child's cry would ever be one of the best sounds I would ever hear but those cries were music to my ears. The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and they loaded her up and rushed her with a police escort all the way to the hospital. That call was about five years ago and I still remember everything like it was yesterday, especially the image of working on the girl while her mom blamed herself and cried in the background, and I imagine I will remember it for a lot longer.
Oddly enough I have never pulled anyone out of a fire.
Donating blood is pretty much all I have done to save others. No way to know if that blood actually helped anyone out but I donate once a year or so.
Everytime someone tells me they would like to visit my country, I tell them to stay away until Chavez dies of cancer or something.
So yeah, I'm saving lives, one potential tourist at the time.
So yeah, I'm saving lives, one potential tourist at the time.
I tried once. One of the more stupid things I have ever done in my life. Was fishing off a rowboat on a public lake. Storm (tornado) sirens went off so I headed for the dock (not far away) but started to hear screaming. Looking to the west I see 2 things... 1st, a tornado on the ground. A good way off, and just a rope not a large one but still. And 2, a paddle boat with 3 kids on it screaming that they were stuck and could not move. A friend met me at the dock, jumped in his own rowboat and we took off toward the paddleboat. With the storm and tornado looming larger and larger every second we rowed toward the kids. Then we lost sight of the tornado as the rain and hail opened up. We made it to the kids and transferred them to our boats, but decided rather than go to the dock (a good way away) it would be quicker to go to the west side and move from shore on foot. So rowing towards where we last saw the tornado we set off again. Reached shore and hit some nature trails (glad we knew the area well) and found the nearest storm shelter. The kids' family was in the shelter (brothers and sisters I think) treated me and my friend like heroes...
But we didn't save anyone. The tornado passed a mile or so away from us. (must have changed direction after we lost it in the rain clutter) If it had hit us, we would all have died. I have since learned the fact we saw it at all was an indicator it most likely wasn't headed directly towards us. People have told me since that it was a "noble effort" and "incredibly brave." But I know that I risked my life and the life of a friend on a pretty futile endeavor. Still... A: no one was hurt and B: it wasn't so stupid, there was no way I could have known how useless an attempt it was until afterwards.
But we didn't save anyone. The tornado passed a mile or so away from us. (must have changed direction after we lost it in the rain clutter) If it had hit us, we would all have died. I have since learned the fact we saw it at all was an indicator it most likely wasn't headed directly towards us. People have told me since that it was a "noble effort" and "incredibly brave." But I know that I risked my life and the life of a friend on a pretty futile endeavor. Still... A: no one was hurt and B: it wasn't so stupid, there was no way I could have known how useless an attempt it was until afterwards.
I guess possibly twice? The first time in a round-a-bout way maybe, definitely a drastic increase in quality of life. I was dating someone who was a meth and weed user, pretty bad about it. Anyway, she seemed to handle it most the time, and she knew I fucking hated it as we'd fought about it before. Well, one night she calls me and tells me she's too fucked up to drive, she's about 10 minutes from her house but she's too scared to drive. I drive my happy ass an hour down to her, she gets in my car, and I stay the night at her place, lots of crying and comforting, and drive her to her truck the next morning after we'd been up all night, driving around or just parked somewhere talking. Well, later on we break up for other reasons, I move on(and actually meet my wife about two weeks after the break up), she goes back to an ex.
Fast forward about a year later. She contacts me and tells me that after we broke up, she was cheated on by her ex, again, several times, and then had a nasty string of cheaters after that. This led to her getting clean, getting a good job, and swearing off men for awhile all because, first, of the absolute look of horror and pain I showed when she first got into my car that night that had haunted her ever since, and she knew she didn't have to settle for shitheads anymore after being with someone as amazing as me and she needed to clean herself up if she wanted to find another person like me(her words, not mine). I still get a message from her every 6 months to a year or so(usually on a sobriety anniversary) letting me know how she's doing and thanking me again for being amazing. So I guess you could say I saved someone and turned their life around just from being so damn awesome.
Second time, possibly. I slept in when I should have gotten up for PT. It's a good thing I did. About 5 minutes after I would have normally left, someone started to break into my apartment. I grabbed my gun, stood in the hallway(gun just out of view), and as the door flung open he was met with a very loud "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I don't think he expected anyone and was startled. He started to say something, but then bolted instead. My wife was very glad I didn't wake up early that day.
Fast forward about a year later. She contacts me and tells me that after we broke up, she was cheated on by her ex, again, several times, and then had a nasty string of cheaters after that. This led to her getting clean, getting a good job, and swearing off men for awhile all because, first, of the absolute look of horror and pain I showed when she first got into my car that night that had haunted her ever since, and she knew she didn't have to settle for shitheads anymore after being with someone as amazing as me and she needed to clean herself up if she wanted to find another person like me(her words, not mine). I still get a message from her every 6 months to a year or so(usually on a sobriety anniversary) letting me know how she's doing and thanking me again for being amazing. So I guess you could say I saved someone and turned their life around just from being so damn awesome.
Second time, possibly. I slept in when I should have gotten up for PT. It's a good thing I did. About 5 minutes after I would have normally left, someone started to break into my apartment. I grabbed my gun, stood in the hallway(gun just out of view), and as the door flung open he was met with a very loud "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I don't think he expected anyone and was startled. He started to say something, but then bolted instead. My wife was very glad I didn't wake up early that day.