- Jan 9, 2001
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Went for lunch at Subway. Was sitting at a table eating my sandwich, looked over just in time to see a guy in line pass out and hit the floor...hard. Head bounced off the tile floor, made a horrible sound like a bowling ball hitting concrete. Another customer and I ran over to him, he was unconscious but breathing. Got out my cell and called 911 while kneeling next to him. While talking to the 911 operator, the blood pouring out of the back of his head made itself apparent, making a big puddle on the floor around his skull. He woke up and stared at me, but didn't respond when I talked to him, then his eyes rolled back and he was out again. Listening to the operator, the other customer and I moved his head just enough to get a towel against the back of his head, applying constant pressure. Then he woke up again, and this time started talking. He absolutely insisted that we let him get up, which 911 told me "don't let him." He was actually being rather difficult and agitated with us, kept forcing himself up into a sitting position no matter what we did, blood continuing to gush out and soak the towels.
Eventually paramedics showed up and took over. He gave them a hard time too, refusing to go with them, insisting he was just going to go home, still fading in and out of consciousness. Who knows if he's delirious from the head injury or just a dick (only kidding). Eventually they inform him he has no choice but to go with them and off they took him. They never said a word to us other than to ask "what happened" and then they were gone.
So that was my lunch! How was yours?
In all seriousness, today was the first time in my life I've ever dialed 911, and I'm grateful for the super quick, professional response. I know that seems like a given, but today helped me not to take our emergency response system in this country for granted. Cheers to the folks in that industry!
Eventually paramedics showed up and took over. He gave them a hard time too, refusing to go with them, insisting he was just going to go home, still fading in and out of consciousness. Who knows if he's delirious from the head injury or just a dick (only kidding). Eventually they inform him he has no choice but to go with them and off they took him. They never said a word to us other than to ask "what happened" and then they were gone.
So that was my lunch! How was yours?
In all seriousness, today was the first time in my life I've ever dialed 911, and I'm grateful for the super quick, professional response. I know that seems like a given, but today helped me not to take our emergency response system in this country for granted. Cheers to the folks in that industry!
