A good course to take up, because you don't know, when these, life-saving skills that you'd, acquired may be, needed, to save someone's, life…translated…
Since I'd begun, hiking the mountain trails, I'd seen, two disasters.
Once, as I was, headed back from the Mabishan Mountains, to the Southern Lake Valleys, in the distance, I saws a group of hikers, hesitant, on whether or not they should, set up a campsite, as I approached, I'd found, that a fellow hiker had fallen into the valley, and couldn't move, and, the leader of the agile hikers was agile enough, and heard the low murmurs, and went down to the valley to offer the injured hiker something warm to cover him up. We were packed light, and already, really strained from the hike, there was, nothing we can do for the person who'd fallen, and, we'd asked the Bunon Tribe guide to stay to help look after the injured man, and did what we possibly can, use what strength we all had left, got to the cabin to report the fall.
Another, it was at the Wuliaojien that's populated on the weekends, a giant group that came on a tourbus from the mid-southern strips, a slivery haired woman, as she was climbing down, she'd lost her grip, and, fell before our eyes, three stories down, and she'd, bent her wrist to a slanted, angle then.
CPR training...photo from online
But, the blessing was, these two falls, nobody died. The fellow hiker who'd fallen down the valley, was lifted by medical helicopter as the following day was sunny, no wind, on a stretcher, down the mountains to the hospital and had his surgery successfully; the silver haired elderly woman, after her hiking team set her injuries to hold, within an hour's time, she was, in the ambulance.
Few weeks after I'd witnessed the second fall on the mountains, I'd gone and taken a first-aid course.
The dressing of the injuries, my instructor said, that I was, way too, gently, laughed at me, told me, that I'd had to, use some, force, to make sure that the injuries are, wrapped up tight enough. As I'd heard, I'd, felt, panicky, if I'd used more strength, would that hurt the person who'd been, injured? And, although right now, I'd used the bandana, and the boards, wrapped the injuries, and, what I was living through, was the memories of my classmate fracturing her ulna. The memories of injuries flashed before my head, and although it'd been, long, ago, the pain came to me, like by ESP, through the air, and, unrattled my mind.
The first task of the emergency rescue personnel is to remain, calm, and, thinking too much, could I really put what I'd learned to useful mean, in case of, emergency? Late at night, I'd flipped through the texts to prepare for my exam, the purpose of dressing the injuries, other than to protect the injured part, the compressions can help stop the bleeding and reduce the swelling, and there's also the support that's given to the injured body part, the pains are, necessary, in order for healing to take shape, I suppose, that's, acceptable. Or maybe, it's like training the muscles, the small tear in the muscles can bring the discomfort, but, after our bodies repaired on its own, then, the muscles will then, be able to, withstand more weight. Facing all my confusion and my fears head on, that's the, sole purpose of, training.
what you will, need...photo from online
So, this is based off of need, that you'd gone to take the first-aid training course, because you bore witness to someone injuring her/himself, and, you want to be the assistance that can help someone get the proper care and treatment that s/he may need, if s/he had been, injured, and yet, you're, worried about the pains you may be, causing the injured person, as the injury itself would be, trying enough as is.
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