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vockins wrote:I got Bell's Palsy. Half my face doesn't work. I look like Jean Chrétien.

So sorry to read this. My mum had this and messed one of her eyes up fairly badly (apparently common if you don't notice it's happened early enough due to the lack of blinking).

Still, it gets better over time as you say.

Chin up and all that!

On the way home from a pub quiz last night we saw a car up ahead in the road all smashed up. We pulled over and a girl was staggering around with blood gushing from her head and her boyfriend trying to support her.

We got him to lie her down, got her a blanket and coat and called the police. His car had spun off the road and hit a lampost. Only his airbag had gone off.

Stood around for ages waiting for the ambulance to come. A few other people came to help though there was nothing much to do but stand and wait. The girl kept shouting "My skull, my skull!" but I think (hope) she just bumped her head pretty hard. After a while she calmed down.

Her boyfriend seemed relatively calm, considering the circumstances. In fact he left her lying with a group of strangers as he went back to his mangled car to retrieve his Sat Nav.

When the police finally showed up (still no sign of the ambulance) they seemed to ignore the girl and just take this guy into the back of their car. He came back five minutes later and said to his girlfriend, who was lying in the wet, cold grass, holding a strangers hand and panicking that her skull was broken, "I'm being arrested love, I'll see you later, love ya".

I wish I could have transfered her suffering to him at that moment. Cunt.

When I got home I felt like such a prick. I should react better than that in a crisis. I didn't remember my first aid training. I didn't know what to say to this girl or what important questions to ask her. I definitely could have found a better place for her to lie than in the wet grass though I couldn't decide whether she should be moved or not. I should have called the ambulance and not let my younger friend who didn't know how to describe the situation. I should have checked for other injuries. I should have throatpunched her drink driving, sat nav loving boyfriend. And blah blah blah. Retrospect is a wonderful thing.

Rotten Tanx wrote:When I got home I felt like such a prick... And blah blah blah. Retrospect is a wonderful thing.

Once you've taken the trouble to stop and try to help, you are no longer allowed to feel like a prick about it. Nothing you did there made the situation worse; just by not leaving that girl alone with her boyfriend, you made the situation better. You can't worry about not reacting like a professional paramedic - you aren't a professional paramedic! But, you are at least a decent enough person to stop and see what you can do.

daniel robert chapman wrote:

Rotten Tanx wrote:When I got home I felt like such a prick... And blah blah blah. Retrospect is a wonderful thing.

Once you've taken the trouble to stop and try to help, you are no longer allowed to feel like a prick about it. Nothing you did there made the situation worse; just by not leaving that girl alone with her boyfriend, you made the situation better. You can't worry about not reacting like a professional paramedic - you aren't a professional paramedic! But, you are at least a decent enough person to stop and see what you can do.

Here here! I think, while I would have stopped, I would have even less of a clue about what to do than you did, you are my hero for today, Tanx!

BadComrade wrote:

that damned fly wrote:...a PS3. one sold on ebay the other day for $15,000. so he's going to turn around and sell it."

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Yeah, that guy's totally gonna get his $15,000 from a guy with 0 feedback named "ravenr6969".

probably not. but the rest have been selling for a grand or so. $400 profit still.

I saw 6 deer, passed on a BIG buck (the rack was too small), he sure looked tasty, though. A giant doe walked up to me about 15 feet away, hey, howzit goin? Where's big daddy?

Two other guys bagged big 6 pointers. For one, it was his first deer. He received Jack Daniels later after the firearms were put away..

The Packer game was bloody, too. Ouch.

daniel robert chapman wrote:

Rotten Tanx wrote:When I got home I felt like such a prick... And blah blah blah. Retrospect is a wonderful thing.

Once you've taken the trouble to stop and try to help, you are no longer allowed to feel like a prick about it. Nothing you did there made the situation worse; just by not leaving that girl alone with her boyfriend, you made the situation better. You can't worry about not reacting like a professional paramedic - you aren't a professional paramedic! But, you are at least a decent enough person to stop and see what you can do.

I couldn't have said a single word of this better. Salut! Tanx for your compassion, and the fact that you worry that you should have done more. And Salut! d r c for your way with words.

night_tools wrote:

daniel robert chapman wrote:

Rotten Tanx wrote:When I got home I felt like such a prick... And blah blah blah. Retrospect is a wonderful thing.

Once you've taken the trouble to stop and try to help, you are no longer allowed to feel like a prick about it. Nothing you did there made the situation worse; just by not leaving that girl alone with her boyfriend, you made the situation better. You can't worry about not reacting like a professional paramedic - you aren't a professional paramedic! But, you are at least a decent enough person to stop and see what you can do.

I couldn't have said a single word of this better. Salut! Tanx for your compassion, and the fact that you worry that you should have done more. And Salut! d r c for your way with words.

Thanks dudes. I find myself promising to be more prepared next time. Then I wonder why the hell I'm expecting there to be a next time.

Today I turned 27. How did that happen? I got a new bed off my momz.

Rotten Tanx wrote:Today I turned 27. How did that happen? I got a new bed off my momz.

I posted this elsewhere, but here you go:

i gives me much joy to see a giant, dirty mac truck with a little Christmas wreath on its grill.