So, this is a sad story but the way I acted throughout it renewed my faith in myself.
So Saturday past, it began as every Saturday at my work. Made breakfast, assisted the woman I aide with her bath, took her and another client to the closet bus stop. Basically a normal-ish day. UNTIL...
After dropping off the individual to the bus stop, we, my client or individual, as we should refer, returned back to the program. That is what we call the place where individuals reside. We just pulled into the parking lot and was walking up to our office, so I may drop off the van keys, and another individual was coming out of his apartment and had a strange look on his face and said. " we need your help for AF( the persons initials ) can't breathe. She won't wake up". I said " What?" and he repeated it. I was holding on to the hand of my client and pulled her along with me and we, mainly me, ran.. KM ( MY individual) was being pulled hard by me and I basically flung her onto the couch in the apartment and said " please sit here"
I heard the other staff in the back saying " we need to get her on the floor" because she was on the bed and we needed to perform CPR.
I didn't think I could run but I made it happen. I am not super strong anymore but I helped to get 200+ pounds off the bed in one move.
We performed CPR in two rounds each while waiting for the EMT's and other emergency personal to arrive. ( She sadly didn't make it) It was fast, that I do know.. I mean she was talking and within 10 mins she was gone. She had a lot of health issues
I did things I didn't thinks I could do anymore. I mean,it's not the ideal situation to realize this but I now know when push comes to shove , my brain wont clam up.
The only thing I did forget was ,' Lift with your legs not back' I is very sore