while in line at the walgreens tonight the cashier yelled someone call 911,
i saw a woman spurting blood from her neck. and people all around her, none of which seemed to be helping. i passed the baby off to the mrs, and went over, her throat had been cut, deep, i swear i saw the inside of her windpipe.
i wrapped my hand in a bag, and used paper towels to apply pressure while i took her pulse with my other hand. at this point she was shivering and pouring blood. i kept her calm, laid her down, and repeated that she would be alright. she said a man stole her purse and stabbed her in the neck. well the neck part was at least true. as im doing the doing, i noticed that there are now a group of probably twenty people including staff around me taking pictures and video.
her pulse was strong, the police arrived in about five minutes, and didnt bother taking over, they just left me there on the ground with her.
a few minutes later the emt's arrived, and took over.
apparently they recognized her, she had mental health issues, and they surmised that this was a self inflicted wound, and being now that i noticed her purse was aside her body, i believed them. it took a minute or two, but they decided that it was best for them to intervene . hoorah for incompetent medical professionals, i definitely use that term loosely in this case. they picked her up , got her on a stretcher, and took their sweet time getting me any type of sanitizer for my hands. now im not writing this to say that im some brave fellow or anything of the like.
im writing this in more of the fashion that i have no faith in my fellow man.
for all the shit i get for my appearance from the general public, for all i have dealt with all my life, i tend to think i am a rather normal individual. the kind of person that is willing to step up for a person in need. all the longhorn wearing yuppies, and the mexican day laborers were more interested in the train wreck than they were in the passenger.
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i saw a woman spurting blood from her neck. and people all around her, none of which seemed to be helping. i passed the baby off to the mrs, and went over, her throat had been cut, deep, i swear i saw the inside of her windpipe.
i wrapped my hand in a bag, and used paper towels to apply pressure while i took her pulse with my other hand. at this point she was shivering and pouring blood. i kept her calm, laid her down, and repeated that she would be alright. she said a man stole her purse and stabbed her in the neck. well the neck part was at least true. as im doing the doing, i noticed that there are now a group of probably twenty people including staff around me taking pictures and video.
her pulse was strong, the police arrived in about five minutes, and didnt bother taking over, they just left me there on the ground with her.
a few minutes later the emt's arrived, and took over.
apparently they recognized her, she had mental health issues, and they surmised that this was a self inflicted wound, and being now that i noticed her purse was aside her body, i believed them. it took a minute or two, but they decided that it was best for them to intervene . hoorah for incompetent medical professionals, i definitely use that term loosely in this case. they picked her up , got her on a stretcher, and took their sweet time getting me any type of sanitizer for my hands. now im not writing this to say that im some brave fellow or anything of the like.
im writing this in more of the fashion that i have no faith in my fellow man.
for all the shit i get for my appearance from the general public, for all i have dealt with all my life, i tend to think i am a rather normal individual. the kind of person that is willing to step up for a person in need. all the longhorn wearing yuppies, and the mexican day laborers were more interested in the train wreck than they were in the passenger.
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