Ok, anyone that knows me knows that I am so not good in an emergency. If someone is choking, bleeding or passed out I am running in the opposite direction. Trust!
I just can't help it. I could never work as a medical professional! I would get fired within the hour!
Case in point, I was working downtown and I was walking around during lunch time to run an errand. I was walking along this really busy main street when up in the distance I saw this little old lady kneeling on the ground. I stopped for a moment to assess the situation. I then slowly continued on my path. As I approached the woman I could see that she was bleeding rather profusely from her forehead and her eyeglasses were twisted on the ground. Oh no...what am I to do?
I try to help folks when I can. I try to be a good citizen, kind and generous but this is beyond my capabilities. There was BLOOD for goodness sakes!
I stopped, asked the poor woman if she was ok. She, in a very weakened voice, said "No." I looked behind me and saw there were two women coming up in our direction.
I thought to myself 'Hmmm, these women look like they can help this woman. I bet they would know exactly what to do.' So I turned around and did what any self respecting scaredy cat would do.....RUN OFF!
I couldn't help it, I kept going. I just couldn't deal with the blood!
I feel so terrible!!!
Another situation arose. I was in Atlantic City, NJ with a friend. We were having breakfast in this quaint restaurant when all of a sudden, I could see straight ahead of me a man slumping down in his seat next to his wife. The woman immediately began to scream, "Someone help!!"
I did what I do best, I immediately jumped up and started running toward the front door making a beline right outta there!!! Forgetting my purse and everything!
My friend had to call me back to make me stay.
Just please don't call me in an emergency
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11 months ago
Labels: craziness, Musings