Last week, I participated in work-sponsored First Aid and CPR training. First we learned to look, feel and listen for signs of life.
Then we are supposed to tell someone to call 911 and that someone is unconscious, if indeed, they are unconscious. Then we are to immediately give two rescue breaths and begin CPR. Luckily, in class, we got to use our trusty plastic germ protector, but in real life…good luck.
Then we all learned how to recognize signs of a heart attack, stroke, how to administer bandages and splints for burns and breaks, how to care for wounds, and how to use an Emergency Defribrillator (AED).
And after our written exams and “real life” tests, we passed with flying colors! I am now certified by the Red Cross to administer CPR, First Aid and an AED. That’s right!
Did your dummy have a name? I always named mine if it didn't already have one, made it easier to justify making out with it and feeling it up 🙂
Hey Alison!
Yep, his name was Stan. That's my standby name for any random guy…and dummy too!