"If you're wearing the Elastomeric Gauntlets of Puissant Fluid Barricado all the time, folks might well take that as odd. But if you put them on in response to a streetcorner crisis, the passersby will doubtless figure that something useful is being done."
One of the experienced responders in my class said that part of the reason for putting on the gloves even if no obvious fluids were involved was to make it clear that you knew what you were doing -- it calmed everybody involved, including you, down, and introduced a small breathing space.
Huh. I have the pocket mask you picture in my first-aid backpack, but the subtext in my training was pretty much "use it if you're a wuss." I learn so much here. Thanks.
Not that it's going to stop my doing it, but the save rate from plain ol' CPR is pretty cruddy anyway. (Yes, we have AEDs and I know where to find them and how to use them.)
My bad. Didn't finish reading. "Why: It is very difficult to open the airway with a jaw thrust. In addition, all methods of opening the airway can produce movement of an injured spine, so the jaw
thrust may not be any safer than the head tilt–chin lift. The lay rescuer must be able to open the airway for the victim who does not respond. To simplify instruction and ensure that the lay rescuer can open the airway, only the head tilt–chin lift will be taught to lay rescuers."
I did go off and Google the new standards; the list of changes is here. http://www.americanheart.org/downloadable/heart/1132621842912Winter2005.pdf I'm going to get recertified at work.
Meanwhile, this: "2. Do not try to open the airway using a jaw thrust for injured victims — use the head tilt–chin lift for all victims."
raises my eyebrows. I'll do what I'm told, and I'll ask the instructor about this one. But surely this one runs the sizable risk of giving the visibly injured patient a free pass to severed-spinal-cord land?
I'm on my company's ERT. Our company uses electric scooters to whiz from building to building, which is guaranteed to keep our Sprains, Strains, and Fractures certifications up to date..
Jim, I'm on six different chronic meds. I should probably write them on a card in my wallet. How do I make the card recognizable as such?
You've got to watch out for Clodia; she puts poison on her cesti.
Well, if they're seeing it legally, most U.S. fans are seeing Who on the Sci-Fi channel, somewhat cut for time, so the stigma should be equal. (Yes, the DVD came out in July.) In any case, the widely-adored FARSCAPE was also Sci-Fi.
Me, I prefer the uncut and timely version.
My nonrepresentative sample of online fandom admires both Who and BSG; however, the first season of the rebooted Who had a hit-it-out-of-the-park year, as witnessed by the slew of nominations. If the second season of Who gets an equal number of nominations, this fangirl will be annoyed.
This is folk etymology, and worth what you paid for it.
The first time I saw the long form of omgwtf was in the immortal Cleolinda (Movies In 15 Minutes)'s Lost recap, in which she reacted to an Important Event involving Arctic fauna with
"OMGWTFPolarbear!!!!!"
OMGWTFBBQ is a descendant thereof, more widely applicable.
It all depends on your definition of "lovely", I guess. From said eulogy/letter:
"It was probably a girl in the publishing industry. That meant liberal. So I punched up the whole “wouldn't it be nice if all the strip-malls went away? This is what will happen in my book! You should publish it because it's, like, green and stuff! Because, like, all the strip malls go away.”"
"I personally think they should teach first aid basics in a required course in high school."
Back in 1977 in Indiana they did. You had to pass Health to graduate, and you became First Aid certified in Health class. Smart idea, but of course certifications do expire over time.
It turns out my employer has on-site CPR/First Aid classes; I'm pursuing them.
> (And during the winter, some people really want to see three feet of snow, just because. No, they don't want to ski or anything. They just want a blizzard to fall on them.)
When I used to live in New England, the first day of a blizzard, the first one of the season, made me very happy. Snow day! Whee! Snow ice cream! Family bonding!
The second day was oh, God, I am going to kill either myself or the kids.
The third day... let's not go there.
From the top of the WWL-TV blog:
3:34 P.M. - (AP) The evacuation of Superdome refugees was interrupted briefly when school buses rolled up so some 700 guests and employees from the Hyatt hotel. They were move to the head of the line to be evacuated -- much to the amazement of those who had been crammed in the stinking Superdome for days.
The 700 had been trapped in the Hyatt just like the others, but conditions were considerably cleaner, even without running water, than the unsanitary crush inside the dome.
When you edit your work, pretend it was written by someone you don't like.
Lambchop, when I write my work it's being written by somebody I don't like. If it weren't for shitty first drafts, I'd have no drafts at all.
Sally gets the point. I wish I could award the other point to Tom Whitmore, but unfortunately I haven't read MacDonald; it's generic noir style.
Yes, but what are they spliced with? That's the half I'm missing.
One half is the Mabinogion; don't get the other half.
It was a cold day in November; the grass was long dead and the birds had headed off to their relatives in Tampa. The rich had locked up their treasures and followed suit; the poor were huddled up hoping to make it to the thaw. He stumbled into the office, a man who might have had better days once but wasn't likely to again.
"You must help me."
"Six bucks a day, plus expenses." He looked feverish; a TB case if ever I saw one. Not that I cared; we've all got something waiting on the final doorstep.
"There was this dame. I met her in the Park. A looker. Straight out of Hollywood. Long blonde hair. I bought her flowers; roses, gardenias, violets, whatever she wanted. I took her for carriage rides. She sang like nothing on Earth. You couldn't help listening."
Right, I thought. A nightclub songbird moonlighting for a sucker. It happens.
"She took me back to her place. She cried a little. She really wasn't that kind of girl --"
*They never are*, I thought, but I kept it to myself --
"And then when I woke she was gone."
"And your wallet?"
"No, no, she wasn't that kind of girl! But her room -- it was full of pictures."
"Of?"
"Men. "
I couldn't suppress the snort.
"No. The Mayor. Generals. Airmen. Famous guys. And I swear they were talking to me! "
"Told you to leave, right?"
"How did you know?"
"Just a guess. Listen, kid. Lay off the booze, lay off the drugs, and you might make it through the winter. Dame or no dame."
He walked out. I wouldn't bet on his seeing another Spring.
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