Dec 05, 2010
Jan 03, 2011
And after a thinking about it too much before falling asleep that night, I realized that God's got it all planned out, and it's really up to him when we go, I did the best I could with the gifts he blessed me with.
**addendum from Kat**
I couldn't be more proud of my husband. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed to the side of this elderly man. I have read the stats about how many people complete CPR training and still don't feel prepared to actually use those skills (60%) so it was amazing to see James react to this situation and put his knowledge to use.
And if you ever need to know this, it's 100 chest compressions/minute, or maintaining the beat to the BeeGee's Stayin' Alive.
Alright, so I don't really have any pictures to depict what happened to us on the street today. But it was an intense day. While taking our clothes to get washed, Kat and I walked across a man who had passed out on the street and obviously was having a heart attack (leading killer in BA). There was no one else around so, so I stepped in and starting administering CPR. I had never had to do it before, and luckily I had help. A women walking by helped out and we both starting working on him, and for about 15 minutes we kept him alive, UNTIL, a BA medical doctor came by and started administering chest compressions, which were WAY too slow, after about a minute of his compressions, the guys ended up dying. It was an intense and surreal moment to experience and pretty much affected us the rest of the day. The crazy thing was what happened AFTER the guy passed on. They started to cover him up with cardboard, freakin cardboard. And when the ambulance finally showed up, it was about 20-25 minutes later. Sad.