Im pretty sure that somewhere in a previous post I mentioned being a firefighter… if I didn’t then I’m telling you now. I’m very petite so realistically I was never going to run into a burning structure and drag out a 175 lb man… but I was trained to. I did complete drill school and I did it without any special treatment. I drug hoses, caught hydrants, carried ladders, climbed up and down ladders, went through walls, cut roofs, climbed over joists, held down a 5″ hose full of pressure, saved a dummy, learned first responder life stabilization, tied knots, donned ppe, skillfully used the jaws of life, peeled a roof off of a car, changed out SCBA… I did it in the day, I also did it blind folded. I can also tell you all the scientific specifics where fires are concerned. I passed every test, every challenge with flying colors!!
A handful of times I have used my training since my time with the department. Once I responded to a wreck on the interstate. Once I responded to a dad who was screaming on the side of the road for help. His little boy had stopped breathing.
And today, I saved a choking man’s life.
I was debating with myself as to whether or not in should blog about it. I don’t feel like I did anything anyone else wouldn’t do. It’s hard for me to get it sometimes, how not everyone can just respond without thought. That’s what I do- I just respond. It’s second nature for me therefore when I am privileged in being able to use my acquired skills I don’t see myself as any kind of hero- it was my responsibility.
While visiting my mother today I heard a horrible noise just outside her door. She asked me what it was and I told her it sound as though someone was getting sick or choking….
My mom freaked out and shouted for me to open the door. Before she finished her sentence I was already in her hallway. A man across from her was standing in his doorway and he was choking. I immediately ran up behind him and performed the Heimlich. With the second thrust his airway was clear. I rubbed his back and kept telling him he was ok- he kept thanking me and saying, “God bless you.”
God did bless me. He blessed me with the ears to hear him, the skills to respond without hesitation and the bedside manner to console him after. God blessed me by allowing me to serve Him.
I don’t know what you believe but as a Christian I believe that God puts you where He wants you, when He wants you there. You see, I had planned to visit my mom today but later today. I wanted to finish my homework first- but for some reason I couldn’t focus so I went ahead and went to my moms early this morning. If I hadn’t been there when I was, I wouldn’t have been able to help the choking man. He might have died. Not another person heard him. I am blessed- very much so.