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27. Get CPR certified.
I started First Responder training last week. "CPR training" has been on my to-do list for a long time anyway. This is a lot more intensive than that, so of course I jumped at the chance when I learned they had classes in our area.
The instructor is a gregarious and rambly local EMT and firefighter. He's a nice guy but it remains to be seen how effective the instruction is -- several times the class has gone off on a long digression to cover another hysterical story about a greenstick fracture or meth overdose he covered once. Which I don't mind hearing about, as long as I feel like it prepares me to take care of a terrified car wreck victim some day, which I'm not sure it will. But hey, we'll see.
Possibly the most disturbing thing I've learned tonight is that paramedics consider rotten.com a great source of photographs for teaching aids. (Not entirely surprising, but disturbing nonetheless. And I'm deliberately not giving you a link there -- if you don't know what it is, then you probably don't want to see it.)
I started First Responder training last week. "CPR training" has been on my to-do list for a long time anyway. This is a lot more intensive than that, so of course I jumped at the chance when I learned they had classes in our area.
The instructor is a gregarious and rambly local EMT and firefighter. He's a nice guy but it remains to be seen how effective the instruction is -- several times the class has gone off on a long digression to cover another hysterical story about a greenstick fracture or meth overdose he covered once. Which I don't mind hearing about, as long as I feel like it prepares me to take care of a terrified car wreck victim some day, which I'm not sure it will. But hey, we'll see.
Possibly the most disturbing thing I've learned tonight is that paramedics consider rotten.com a great source of photographs for teaching aids. (Not entirely surprising, but disturbing nonetheless. And I'm deliberately not giving you a link there -- if you don't know what it is, then you probably don't want to see it.)
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ProTip: If you're about to throw up, stop talking into the radio. everyone hates that sound.
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