Using My First Responder Skills in Action!

I dragged my ass out of bed this morning at 6:30 after tossing and turning all night in the hot air. It was hazy, and the sun had already begun it's slow ascent over the Atlantic Ocean's distant horizon. I woke up Chris T. to get on the road toward Logan so he could catch his flight to Texas on time. The commute to Logan went as planned, and with a little bit of traffic, we got to logan at around 7:15. So I stepped out of car to help him get his stuff, and gave him a big brotherly hug and wished him well.

The ride home was nice, and all the traffic was on the other side of the road headed into Boston. All the people who had fallen into the capitalist system were roasting in their suits driving their sedans to work. As I hit 80 miles an hour down the lynnway in the opposite direction. I was driving fast, and was unofficially playing with a girl in a bmw headed in the same direction. We both weaved in and out of the sparse traffic, and gave eachother quick glances when we ended up at red lights. She was totally checking me out. So I hit the gas and beat her to Lynn Shore Drive where the 3 lanes move into 1 and the speed limit goes back down to 30 miles an hour.

So my fun was over, and I headed back toward Marblehead. But As I crested the hill by Fisherman's beach near Popo's hot dogs, I saw a body fly through the air in the distance. About 50 yards ahead of me a woman had opened her door, and a cyclist smashed into it at full speed and flew through the air, landing right on her head. It was an awesome fall, but she was in pain and I could tell from where I was that she could have seriously hurt her head and neck. So my lifeguard instinct kicked in, and I drove up and parked right behind the lady's car. A small crowd had gathered around the woman who was writhing in pain, so I grabbed my phone, jumped out, and immediately yelled that I was trained in first aid.

The flood of people split into two, and I gained a perfect path right up to the lady where I rushed up, all while assesing the scene. She was in the road with lots of traffic, but I didn't want to move her because of her possible head/neck injury. So I rushed up and went over the basics with her, she was conscious, but obviously concussed (I knew that just because of my experience with concussions) and was in a lot of pain at her hip. But there was one more thing... she didn't speak a word of English... and I have no spanish linguistic knowledge whatsoever except how to say "bitch" "faggot" and "Shut the fuck up" which i picked up while working in a kitchen all last year.

Meanwhile the lady who opened the door was hysterical, and kept rushing up to try to touch her hand or arm, and I kept having to repeat that she had to step back, on account of liability. So I decided, that this lady needed more help than I was capable of, so I whipped out the cell, and dialed in the 911. Right before this I told a man to kneel by the lady and tell her to stay on her back. Because he looked mexican and possibly knew spanish. which he did, and it was awesome.

so i stood in traffic, guiding it around the scene, while on the phone with the 911 dispatcher telling them the location. After about 2 minutes two cop cars showed up, and I pointed them in the direction of the victim, while the other one came over to ask me what had happened.

The cop went over the what had happened part, and I told everything I saw, pointed out the lady who opened the door, and told him everything that I observed in the woman's condition. After that he said thank you and everything, and then told me that he could stop traffic and let me get out of the way before the ambulance blocked me in. I got in my vehicle, and began to pull out and he walked back over and said. "I couldn't help but notice that you aren't wearing any shoes." I looked at my feet, and sure enough, I hadn't put my shoes that morning.

So in the end, the woman was taken to the hospital and I think they said she fractured her hip and got a head injury.