So there we all are yesterday standing on the sidelines at my daughters soccer match. Our team shoots the ball, it hits the keeper in the chest, deflects right back at our players feet and BAM we score! YAY! Oh whats going on? The keeper is down? Refs and coaches go to check her out, she has the wind knocked out of her which triggered a panic attack that triggered her asthma. Then the screams to dial 911 and does anyone know CPR came. This girl stopped breathing 3xs before paramedics responded. It was terrible to stand there and feel like I should be doing something but not knowing what to do. My husband has never been interested in doing any kind of first aid training etc this was a wake up call for him and one for me to stop putting things off. Our daughter has asthma it could have been her and we would have been relying on someone else to save her and that is unacceptable to both of us.
Being prepared is not only about an apocalyptic world ending scenario. And I hate it when people act like thats all it is.
Being prepared is not only about an apocalyptic world ending scenario. And I hate it when people act like thats all it is.