The Dummy

 

Photo of “Harvey” simulator from the Duke Human Simulation and Patient Safety Center, Gene Hobbs via Wikipedia

After Tuesday, Gentle Reader, your attempted expiry in my presence may be less unwise. I’m going for my third CPR training.

The first, about a decade ago, I made a hash of. I couldn’t keep anything straight. The instructor was very nice about it, and easily forgiven if he went home thinking the problem with education in America was idiots like me.

The second time, a few years later, was at the NICU. It was an exit interview of sorts with a nurse who ran through various scenarios with a little fake baby. I don’t remember much; it mostly scared the daylights out of me.

Around the time of my first CPR training, I had a week of jury duty. After the jurors had been selected, a court officer gave us a talk about what to do the next day. This is what happened:

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah Don’t enter the chambers if the doors are closed. Don’t enter the chambers if the doors are closed. Don’t enter the chambers if the doors are closed.

At this point we were all looking at the officer alertly. I was wondering if he had become unhinged.

Then he chuckled and said, “I’ve learned you have to say it three times if you want people to remember it.”

That’s a good trick, I thought. I use it in the classroom sometimes, to the annoyance, if not benefit, of my students.

Anyway, until Wednesday: seek resuscitation elsewhere x 3.

PS in the meantime: C-A-B

PPS or not. This, via Kottke, is a bit grim: “What Doctors Know About CPR.”