Have you ever "saved" someone's life?
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Ok, this is my story.....
Yesterday a friend of mine asked me to pop round his dads house to drill a hole through the wall for him (he wanted to put an outside light up)..
My friends father has recently had a heart attack (2-3 months ago iirc) and 6 months prior to this heart attack his wife passed away after finding out previously she had terminal cancer.
Anyway, as I packed up my things and was about to leave I asked my friends dad how he was coping and how he was getting on following from from his heart attack.
He then explained what it felt like etc etc..........Then, as he felt his chest, he lent against the door and keeled over smashing his head on the floor........
As you can imagine i panicked and flipped out, i didnt know what the f
k to do......
I was running around screaming at him ,,, , "WHAT THE fk IS HAPPENING JOHN"......
Next i knock on his next door neighbours house screaming through the letterbox. Next a young lad runs out and rings the ambulance.
I then kneel over John ( my friends father) and realise he isnt breathing and has this chilling look on his face with his mouth wide open.
At this point the 999 operator is on loud speaker and is cool and calm in telling us what to do.
So I then start massaging his heart and giving him the kiss of life.......As i write this im still shaking btw.
As im smashing his chest up and down i can hear his chest and ribs "clicking"...(someone told me today that this would of been his ribs breaking.....
Then the ambulance turns up after what seemed like an age although it was only maybe 6-7 minutes and the paramedcs take over...
Next i have a chance to ring my friend( who was out at the time) i tell him "GET THE fk BACK HERE NOW AS YOUR DAD IS DYING IN MY fkING ARMS...."
...... My friend then arrived 10-15 minutes later and was taken to the hospital to be with his dad.
So now 24 hours later, my friends dad is in intensive care after suffering another heart attack.....i have been thinking about it all day and feel like st.
Someone has said to me today while i was at work that i saved his life and this had compelled me to write this.
Anyone else had any fked up experiences like ive had in the last 24hrs?.........
Apologies for my poor grammar.....
Yesterday a friend of mine asked me to pop round his dads house to drill a hole through the wall for him (he wanted to put an outside light up)..
My friends father has recently had a heart attack (2-3 months ago iirc) and 6 months prior to this heart attack his wife passed away after finding out previously she had terminal cancer.
Anyway, as I packed up my things and was about to leave I asked my friends dad how he was coping and how he was getting on following from from his heart attack.
He then explained what it felt like etc etc..........Then, as he felt his chest, he lent against the door and keeled over smashing his head on the floor........
As you can imagine i panicked and flipped out, i didnt know what the f
k to do......I was running around screaming at him ,,, , "WHAT THE f
k IS HAPPENING JOHN"......Next i knock on his next door neighbours house screaming through the letterbox. Next a young lad runs out and rings the ambulance.
I then kneel over John ( my friends father) and realise he isnt breathing and has this chilling look on his face with his mouth wide open.
At this point the 999 operator is on loud speaker and is cool and calm in telling us what to do.
So I then start massaging his heart and giving him the kiss of life.......As i write this im still shaking btw.
As im smashing his chest up and down i can hear his chest and ribs "clicking"...(someone told me today that this would of been his ribs breaking.....
Then the ambulance turns up after what seemed like an age although it was only maybe 6-7 minutes and the paramedcs take over...
Next i have a chance to ring my friend( who was out at the time) i tell him "GET THE f
k BACK HERE NOW AS YOUR DAD IS DYING IN MY fkING ARMS...."...... My friend then arrived 10-15 minutes later and was taken to the hospital to be with his dad.
So now 24 hours later, my friends dad is in intensive care after suffering another heart attack.....i have been thinking about it all day and feel like s
t.Someone has said to me today while i was at work that i saved his life and this had compelled me to write this.
Anyone else had any f
ked up experiences like ive had in the last 24hrs?.........Apologies for my poor grammar.....
Edited by Chris Peacock on Thursday 24th November 21:37
Cant say I have although my brother swallowed his tongue following a nasty hit playing hockey, luckily there was a doctor in the crowd who pulled his tongue out of this throat and save his life.
As for your actions it sounds like you did everything you could and its quite probable you saved his life. virtual pint for you, well done I hope he's ok and he can thank you in person.
As for your actions it sounds like you did everything you could and its quite probable you saved his life. virtual pint for you, well done I hope he's ok and he can thank you in person.
firstly WELL DONE YOU!
In answer to your question :
Err yes couple of times, was told after the first that the ribs thing is normal dont worry about it. The paramedic told me its a sign you did it properly! He survived.
The last heart attack I got to use a defib for the first time he survived and is back at work I felt emotional afterwards especially when meeting them back at work for the first time.
my dad died in 1979 after a heart attack in a doctors surgery, he was only 47 after using the defib I had to ring my mum and talk to her because I realised how the technology really saves lives now.
So glad i did some specialist training. I think everyone should be trained in CPR.
Lastly Well done you it doesnt allways go that well.
In answer to your question :
Err yes couple of times, was told after the first that the ribs thing is normal dont worry about it. The paramedic told me its a sign you did it properly! He survived.
The last heart attack I got to use a defib for the first time he survived and is back at work I felt emotional afterwards especially when meeting them back at work for the first time.
my dad died in 1979 after a heart attack in a doctors surgery, he was only 47 after using the defib I had to ring my mum and talk to her because I realised how the technology really saves lives now.
So glad i did some specialist training. I think everyone should be trained in CPR.
Lastly Well done you it doesnt allways go that well.
My baby brother fell into a pool when we were kids, and I pulled him out by his hair.
That probably counts.
About 10 years ago an old boy collapsed in his home and his girlfriend came out screaming for help. I ran over and gave mouth-to-mouth and CPR until the ambulance arrived, but he was pronounced dead.
That probably counts.
About 10 years ago an old boy collapsed in his home and his girlfriend came out screaming for help. I ran over and gave mouth-to-mouth and CPR until the ambulance arrived, but he was pronounced dead.
Chris Peacock said:
As you can imagine i panicked and flipped out, i didnt know what the fk to do......
I was running around screaming at him ,,, , "WHAT THE fk IS HAPPENING JOHN"......
Next i knock on his next door neighbours house screaming through the letterbox. Next a young lad runs out and rings the ambulance.
Nothing like remaining calm....k to do......I was running around screaming at him ,,, , "WHAT THE f
k IS HAPPENING JOHN"......Next i knock on his next door neighbours house screaming through the letterbox. Next a young lad runs out and rings the ambulance.
Have I ever saved a life? Not sure, they were handed over to a medics long before they died, but I've had a few die in front of me.
Seriously Chris, people die because they are going to die and there's nothing you can do about that, or people die because people f
k up giving basic first aid until the big boys arrive.If this experience has freaked you out then go get some first aid training. They call it first aid because it is the FIRST THING that anyone on the scene needs to do and with a few lessons learned you'll know how to stay calm.
With a little training I've
- carried people off the sides of mountains
- tended old people that collapsed in cafes
- arrived at numerous motorcycle accidents
- had my mum die in front of me
k they are supposed to do given an emergency in front of them.Only mistake I can see from what you've said is that you should never have left the fella alone. (If I've mistaken your timeline then I appologise).
One last point, don't feel bad or freaked about it, you did your best and hopefully the guy will pull through and buy you a pint one day.
But please get some first aid training or at least read a book.
Well done fella, hope he pulls throughs!
Yes, twice. The first occasion was a narrow thing, but he made it and is fit and well now. The second time was ... well.. I can't really describe it without expletives. The person in question was 200 miles away, and I had to do a hell of a lot of phoning, pulling in favours and getting people to trust me. Sadly, that one didn't work out in the long run, but sometimes you just have to do what you have to do.
It is a totally unreal mindf**k isn't it? Like someone just teleported your brain to a random person somewhere else on the planet. When I went to college (and then later uni) we did have a couple of afternoons of first aid, with a proper resus doll. Maybe this was because it was an electrical and electronics course, but I >think< all the students did it. Obviously it wasn't massively in-depth, but it taught us the basics, checking electrical safety, breathing, pulse, blocked airways etc, then how to do CPR. It gives you basic tools which your brain can hold on to and give things a little bit of order and structure. Enough to tip the coin towards heads rather than tails.
It is all about precious time, and it sounds like you were able to give him enough of it to survive until the paramedics got there, then got to hospital, and further treatment. Yes, maybe in the long run he won't make it. Maybe again he will. Thanks to you, people have been able to be with their loved one, which many people just don't get to experience. Without you there would have been no "maybe he will make it". Simple as that.
St Johns Ambulance do cheap but good training courses. A couple of friends of mine have done it, and gone on to become instructors themselves. One of them is now a fully trained paramedic.
http://www.sja.org.uk/sja/training-courses/search-...
It is a totally unreal mindf**k isn't it? Like someone just teleported your brain to a random person somewhere else on the planet. When I went to college (and then later uni) we did have a couple of afternoons of first aid, with a proper resus doll. Maybe this was because it was an electrical and electronics course, but I >think< all the students did it. Obviously it wasn't massively in-depth, but it taught us the basics, checking electrical safety, breathing, pulse, blocked airways etc, then how to do CPR. It gives you basic tools which your brain can hold on to and give things a little bit of order and structure. Enough to tip the coin towards heads rather than tails.
It is all about precious time, and it sounds like you were able to give him enough of it to survive until the paramedics got there, then got to hospital, and further treatment. Yes, maybe in the long run he won't make it. Maybe again he will. Thanks to you, people have been able to be with their loved one, which many people just don't get to experience. Without you there would have been no "maybe he will make it". Simple as that.
St Johns Ambulance do cheap but good training courses. A couple of friends of mine have done it, and gone on to become instructors themselves. One of them is now a fully trained paramedic.
http://www.sja.org.uk/sja/training-courses/search-...
Thanks for the replies.............
I couldnt sleep last night, constantly thinking about it.
Also another funny thing is that i used to be a marine engineer in the navy and had been on lots of first aid courses,training in first aid and battle stress etc etc..........
I think that i was just caught not expecting this to happen.
(Johns house is a small terrace, so i could bang on his neighbours door by leaning over his wall, so i didnt leave john at all.)
Ive told my wife that i might see a doctor on monday as i feel terrible........im worried that john is going to be awoken from his drugged sleep to find he is brain damaged.........There are some mad things going through my head atm.
Thanks for the input ......Nath
I couldnt sleep last night, constantly thinking about it.
Also another funny thing is that i used to be a marine engineer in the navy and had been on lots of first aid courses,training in first aid and battle stress etc etc..........
I think that i was just caught not expecting this to happen.
(Johns house is a small terrace, so i could bang on his neighbours door by leaning over his wall, so i didnt leave john at all.)
Ive told my wife that i might see a doctor on monday as i feel terrible........im worried that john is going to be awoken from his drugged sleep to find he is brain damaged.........There are some mad things going through my head atm.
Thanks for the input ......Nath
Chris Peacock said:
Thanks for the replies.............
I couldnt sleep last night, constantly thinking about it.
Also another funny thing is that i used to be a marine engineer in the navy and had been on lots of first aid courses,training in first aid and battle stress etc etc..........
I think that i was just caught not expecting this to happen.
(Johns house is a small terrace, so i could bang on his neighbours door by leaning over his wall, so i didnt leave john at all.)
Ive told my wife that i might see a doctor on monday as i feel terrible........im worried that john is going to be awoken from his drugged sleep to find he is brain damaged.........There are some mad things going through my head atm.
Thanks for the input ......Nath
I don't think you should stress about it. (oh that's really helpful I know;) ). But it doesn't sound like you did too badly. You stayed with him, you got help asap, and administered more first aid than many others would have. Almost sounds like you think you panicked and flapped, but you actually did what you should have quite quickly. The rest of what happens will be what it'll be.I couldnt sleep last night, constantly thinking about it.
Also another funny thing is that i used to be a marine engineer in the navy and had been on lots of first aid courses,training in first aid and battle stress etc etc..........
I think that i was just caught not expecting this to happen.
(Johns house is a small terrace, so i could bang on his neighbours door by leaning over his wall, so i didnt leave john at all.)
Ive told my wife that i might see a doctor on monday as i feel terrible........im worried that john is going to be awoken from his drugged sleep to find he is brain damaged.........There are some mad things going through my head atm.
Thanks for the input ......Nath
Well done to you.
Once. My daughter. Born 3 months premature, she spent 2.5 months in hospital then came home. At this point she weighed about 5lbs and was about a foot long.
2-3 days later mum was feeding her milk from a bottle and she choked, I was reading a car mag looking over the top at them both and my wife's face went pale...She just held our daughter at arms length and gave her to me as our baby slowly turned blue and went floppy...
We'd both been given 5 minutes training before taking her home, so I held her on the palm of my hand face down and slapped her HARD a few times....nothing...then gave her CPR with 2 fingers on her chest and 'the kiss of life'..then a few more HARD slaps...
During this I'd asked the wife to call an ambulance...she'd frozen so I had to shout it 3 more times...in between breathing into our girl...
About 2 minutes after I had brought my little girl back they took over and took her into hospital.
She's 9 now...and I'm looking forward to reminding her about my act when she's 14/15/16 and disobeying me at every turn
eta well done OP...feels good doesn't..hopefully you'll be inspired to take a 1st aid course..I did.
2-3 days later mum was feeding her milk from a bottle and she choked, I was reading a car mag looking over the top at them both and my wife's face went pale...She just held our daughter at arms length and gave her to me as our baby slowly turned blue and went floppy...
We'd both been given 5 minutes training before taking her home, so I held her on the palm of my hand face down and slapped her HARD a few times....nothing...then gave her CPR with 2 fingers on her chest and 'the kiss of life'..then a few more HARD slaps...
During this I'd asked the wife to call an ambulance...she'd frozen so I had to shout it 3 more times...in between breathing into our girl...
About 2 minutes after I had brought my little girl back they took over and took her into hospital.
She's 9 now...and I'm looking forward to reminding her about my act when she's 14/15/16 and disobeying me at every turn
eta well done OP...feels good doesn't..hopefully you'll be inspired to take a 1st aid course..I did.
I don't know about saving someone's life but I helped my brother when he was having an epileptic fit (at this point it wasn't diagnosed) to try and stop him smashing his head open on a radiator or bed (he was wedged between the 2)
I was shocked at how calm I stayed and it wasn't until afterwards that I started thnking what if etc. etc.
You did the right thing from what you've said, try not to worry about it. It could have been a lot worse if you weren't there.
I was shocked at how calm I stayed and it wasn't until afterwards that I started thnking what if etc. etc.
You did the right thing from what you've said, try not to worry about it. It could have been a lot worse if you weren't there.
I pulled a (very) dead man out of a small brook with a policeman some years ago. We both happened to arrive on scene at the same time, him called by a passer-by, me walking by.
The chap was very, very dead so I certified him on scene and later got about £50 fee from the coroner for my actions (totally unbeknownst to me and certainly unrequested by me, it just turned up)
I am a trauma surgeon in my day job and I teach on this course http://www.rcseng.ac.uk/education/courses/atls.htm... so I hope I've saved some lives too
The chap was very, very dead so I certified him on scene and later got about £50 fee from the coroner for my actions (totally unbeknownst to me and certainly unrequested by me, it just turned up)
I am a trauma surgeon in my day job and I teach on this course http://www.rcseng.ac.uk/education/courses/atls.htm... so I hope I've saved some lives too
To the OP it sounds like you did everything you should well done.
I have in a round about way. When i used to work for a truck dealers i was walking through the workshop. One of the apprentices had the back wheels off a truck, jacked up in a stupid way with no axle stand. I saw that is didnt look very safe and asked him to stop what he was doing and come and talk to me.
He got out from under the truck walked over to me. I was giving him a tellin off for being a fool, next thing the truck fell off the jack ! It would of crushed him if he had been under it for another 45sec or so.
He made sure he used Axle stands after that.
I have in a round about way. When i used to work for a truck dealers i was walking through the workshop. One of the apprentices had the back wheels off a truck, jacked up in a stupid way with no axle stand. I saw that is didnt look very safe and asked him to stop what he was doing and come and talk to me.
He got out from under the truck walked over to me. I was giving him a tellin off for being a fool, next thing the truck fell off the jack ! It would of crushed him if he had been under it for another 45sec or so.
He made sure he used Axle stands after that.
Me and my pals saved 3 little girls once, a long un but bare with me
We went camping on Anglesey about 10 years back and the campsite was right on the coast. Anyway there was around 10 of us and it was mid summer and we was all sat around our gazeebo, with a bbq and the beer was flowing, Just off the edge of the campsite were some rocks.
Me and a pal had just walked back from the car having collected some more beer lol and my mate heard a scream, He said wtf is that, I said nah kids pissing about then we heard a really loud scream again and knew it wasn't kids messing about.
We ran to the edge and on the rocks were 3 small girls and they had been playing on the rocks and they had been cut off by the tide and it was almost dark
We got a couple of the other lads whilst the women went to try and locate the parents (who were on other side of the site as it happens)
Anyway we waded in and i swear it was above chest height and despite being summer it was 'kin freezing and by christ it was coming in fast, They were stuck on the largest rock which seperated from 2 smaller ones so we had to make a human bridge to get at them, They crawled along my mates shouders and my back and another pal picked them up off the rock and handed them down to a pal on the beach.
I'm not proud to admit this but i fking st myself and i couldn't believe how quick the tide came in.
We got them down and 3 out of the four of us were soaked to the skin, The parents came along and my mate bked them for leaving them to play on the rocks in the dark with the tide coming in.
Within 10 minutes the rocks were completely covered, I genuinely think had we not done something there and then then they probably would have died.
I was pissed because we never got a thank you but i feel this was due to the parents being embarrassed.
We put some dry clothes on and went back and sat around the bbq, The sense of teamwork and achievement was nothing i've ever experienced nor will likely to again.
As we sat having another beer we all looked at each other and we knew we'd done good.
We went camping on Anglesey about 10 years back and the campsite was right on the coast. Anyway there was around 10 of us and it was mid summer and we was all sat around our gazeebo, with a bbq and the beer was flowing, Just off the edge of the campsite were some rocks.
Me and a pal had just walked back from the car having collected some more beer lol and my mate heard a scream, He said wtf is that, I said nah kids pissing about then we heard a really loud scream again and knew it wasn't kids messing about.
We ran to the edge and on the rocks were 3 small girls and they had been playing on the rocks and they had been cut off by the tide and it was almost dark
We got a couple of the other lads whilst the women went to try and locate the parents (who were on other side of the site as it happens)
Anyway we waded in and i swear it was above chest height and despite being summer it was 'kin freezing and by christ it was coming in fast, They were stuck on the largest rock which seperated from 2 smaller ones so we had to make a human bridge to get at them, They crawled along my mates shouders and my back and another pal picked them up off the rock and handed them down to a pal on the beach.
I'm not proud to admit this but i f
king st myself and i couldn't believe how quick the tide came in.We got them down and 3 out of the four of us were soaked to the skin, The parents came along and my mate b
ked them for leaving them to play on the rocks in the dark with the tide coming in.Within 10 minutes the rocks were completely covered, I genuinely think had we not done something there and then then they probably would have died.
I was pissed because we never got a thank you but i feel this was due to the parents being embarrassed.
We put some dry clothes on and went back and sat around the bbq, The sense of teamwork and achievement was nothing i've ever experienced nor will likely to again.
As we sat having another beer we all looked at each other and we knew we'd done good.
Holy st^^^^^^...
UPDATE....
Went to the doctors ths morning.......
Prior to this, I rolled into work and my gaffa asked how i was feeling.......well, I broke down crying like a little girl.
He offered to drive me to the docs, but i drove there myself.
The doctor was great in explaining why i was feeling st, she then refered me for councilling (spelling?)
......So....im off to the shrinks next week.
t^^^^^^...UPDATE....
Went to the doctors ths morning.......
Prior to this, I rolled into work and my gaffa asked how i was feeling.......well, I broke down crying like a little girl.
He offered to drive me to the docs, but i drove there myself.
The doctor was great in explaining why i was feeling s
t, she then refered me for councilling (spelling?)......So....im off to the shrinks next week.
I did a first aid course at my last place of work and shortly after was made redundant and found a new job.
One day one of the older ladies in the office came in and she wasn't too happy (not often is though).
I could tell something wasn't quite right, and usually I dot like to pry, but next time she went to the bathroom I followed her in and asked her what was wrong.
She told me that her husband had been acting strange since the morning. Couldn't talk properly and was getting confused with doing things he had been doing for 60 years of his life, but tht he had driven to work and he was upset because she told him not to and wanted him to come home.
I told her that i had recently done first aid training and everything she described sounds like a stroke and she needs to get him to hospital.
Her husband being confused refused to accept anything was wrong. They are both terribly old fashioned and the respect she has for him as a man meant that she didn't want to make a decision for him.
I told her she would have to, and told her to phone his place of work and to get a medic to go and see him and he will decide that he needs to go to the hospital (he works in a place where they have medics on site)
Luckily she did just that. The medic took one look at him and rushed him to hospital.
The next day she said that they got to him just in time. I disagree. He had the stroke in the night and nothing was done until about 10am. It's about 18 months later and he still isn't the same, and never will be.
One day one of the older ladies in the office came in and she wasn't too happy (not often is though).
I could tell something wasn't quite right, and usually I dot like to pry, but next time she went to the bathroom I followed her in and asked her what was wrong.
She told me that her husband had been acting strange since the morning. Couldn't talk properly and was getting confused with doing things he had been doing for 60 years of his life, but tht he had driven to work and he was upset because she told him not to and wanted him to come home.
I told her that i had recently done first aid training and everything she described sounds like a stroke and she needs to get him to hospital.
Her husband being confused refused to accept anything was wrong. They are both terribly old fashioned and the respect she has for him as a man meant that she didn't want to make a decision for him.
I told her she would have to, and told her to phone his place of work and to get a medic to go and see him and he will decide that he needs to go to the hospital (he works in a place where they have medics on site)
Luckily she did just that. The medic took one look at him and rushed him to hospital.
The next day she said that they got to him just in time. I disagree. He had the stroke in the night and nothing was done until about 10am. It's about 18 months later and he still isn't the same, and never will be.
There have been a couple of incidents where i have maybe not saved people's lives but certainly helped them.
First one, was about 7 years ago and i was driving home down the country lanes, about 10pm, when i saw car had gone off the road and head on into a tree. I stopped, got out and could see the driver unconscious, slumped over the steering wheel with blood all over his head (he was probably about 18/19 years old). Rang 999 and asked for police and an ambulance. As soon as i got off the phone, i ran over to the car, the window was smashed so i tried to wake him up, and as he was coming round, i asked him if he could move. He was pretty out of it but managed to sit up, so i pulled him out of the car through the window as the door wouldn't open. I had some water and a first aid kit in the car, so he had a drink and i tried to clean him up as best i could until the ambulance got there. I gave the police a statement and he went off in the ambulance.
I actually saw him in the gym about 12 months later when i overheard him and recognised his voice. I asked him if it was him and it was. He said thanks for what i had done but he didn't actually remember much about what had happened, just that someone had pulled him out of the car and stayed with him until the ambulance arrived.
The second occasion was when my mate had an epileptic fit. I didn't know he even had epilepsy! We were training in a small gym and he started complaining that he felt really bad. All of a sudden, he started having a fit! I crapped myself because i had no idea what was wrong with him. There was only one other guy in the gym at the time and as i ran off to get the gym instructor, this other guy went over to my mate. I ran back to find this bloke lying my mate on his back! I looked at him and he had gone blue and wasn't moving, so i thought he was a goner! I pushed this other idiot out of the way, put my mate in the recovery position and pulled his tongue out which he had swallowed. Straight away, the colour came back into his face! What a relief! The gym instructor had called an ambulance so we eventually got him on a chair as he started to come round and waited for the paramedics to arrive. It was horrible at the time, but i'm really glad i was there because if it had just been him and this other bloke, he would have been left on his back and would have swallowed his tongue! I'm pretty sure i saved his life!
First one, was about 7 years ago and i was driving home down the country lanes, about 10pm, when i saw car had gone off the road and head on into a tree. I stopped, got out and could see the driver unconscious, slumped over the steering wheel with blood all over his head (he was probably about 18/19 years old). Rang 999 and asked for police and an ambulance. As soon as i got off the phone, i ran over to the car, the window was smashed so i tried to wake him up, and as he was coming round, i asked him if he could move. He was pretty out of it but managed to sit up, so i pulled him out of the car through the window as the door wouldn't open. I had some water and a first aid kit in the car, so he had a drink and i tried to clean him up as best i could until the ambulance got there. I gave the police a statement and he went off in the ambulance.
I actually saw him in the gym about 12 months later when i overheard him and recognised his voice. I asked him if it was him and it was. He said thanks for what i had done but he didn't actually remember much about what had happened, just that someone had pulled him out of the car and stayed with him until the ambulance arrived.
The second occasion was when my mate had an epileptic fit. I didn't know he even had epilepsy! We were training in a small gym and he started complaining that he felt really bad. All of a sudden, he started having a fit! I crapped myself because i had no idea what was wrong with him. There was only one other guy in the gym at the time and as i ran off to get the gym instructor, this other guy went over to my mate. I ran back to find this bloke lying my mate on his back! I looked at him and he had gone blue and wasn't moving, so i thought he was a goner! I pushed this other idiot out of the way, put my mate in the recovery position and pulled his tongue out which he had swallowed. Straight away, the colour came back into his face! What a relief! The gym instructor had called an ambulance so we eventually got him on a chair as he started to come round and waited for the paramedics to arrive. It was horrible at the time, but i'm really glad i was there because if it had just been him and this other bloke, he would have been left on his back and would have swallowed his tongue! I'm pretty sure i saved his life!
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