Victims
Under normal circumstances I would not want to see my child strapped onto a medical emergency board, having her vitals taken.
Except for yesterday.
A plea went out on my homeschool facebook page for volunteers to help with the local EMT training class. It sounded like fun and so I signed up my girls. (I wish I would have taken my older two out of school for this). That was before I looked more closely at the time of the training class. 8:30 am. That meant I would have to leave the house by 8:00, with a 4 year old. For some families that might not seem like a big deal. For my children, it is a near miracle to get out the door by 9 am intact. And this after a late night Wednesday. I almost went back on my word.
And now I am so glad I didn't!
The older girls got up and got moving without problem. Little K took some work on my part.
We got to the class and sat and waited, eventually the trainees started coming around and talking to the kids, asking to take their vitals. Little K hid her face in my shoulder. But the older two rolled with it, no problem.
Eventually - an hour later - I was able to get Little K to look around and agree that she would like to be strapped to the board. A trainee came up, one who has little girls himself, and was able to talk to K on her level. With the promise of fruit snacks (!) and a ride on the board, she opened up to him and let him take her pulse, blood pressure and listen to her heart.
The EMTs needed people to practice with and they usually don't get to work with kids. Many of them are young enough that they don't have kids, or aren't around children - something I can't imagine, since that has never been my world. So, they were appreciative to have a chance to interact with the little darlings; and the kids had fun too. They got to use the stethoscopes, and eat snacks.
Eventually my girl Squiggles started her own assessment form and began taking her sisters' pulses and listening to heartbeats. The time came for us to go home, and the girls said goodbye. On the ride home the girls agreed that it was fun and they would love to do it again.
I'm just hoping that this might spark a desire for one of them to go in the medical field.
Except for yesterday.
A plea went out on my homeschool facebook page for volunteers to help with the local EMT training class. It sounded like fun and so I signed up my girls. (I wish I would have taken my older two out of school for this). That was before I looked more closely at the time of the training class. 8:30 am. That meant I would have to leave the house by 8:00, with a 4 year old. For some families that might not seem like a big deal. For my children, it is a near miracle to get out the door by 9 am intact. And this after a late night Wednesday. I almost went back on my word.
And now I am so glad I didn't!
The older girls got up and got moving without problem. Little K took some work on my part.
We got to the class and sat and waited, eventually the trainees started coming around and talking to the kids, asking to take their vitals. Little K hid her face in my shoulder. But the older two rolled with it, no problem.
Eventually - an hour later - I was able to get Little K to look around and agree that she would like to be strapped to the board. A trainee came up, one who has little girls himself, and was able to talk to K on her level. With the promise of fruit snacks (!) and a ride on the board, she opened up to him and let him take her pulse, blood pressure and listen to her heart.
The EMTs needed people to practice with and they usually don't get to work with kids. Many of them are young enough that they don't have kids, or aren't around children - something I can't imagine, since that has never been my world. So, they were appreciative to have a chance to interact with the little darlings; and the kids had fun too. They got to use the stethoscopes, and eat snacks.
Eventually my girl Squiggles started her own assessment form and began taking her sisters' pulses and listening to heartbeats. The time came for us to go home, and the girls said goodbye. On the ride home the girls agreed that it was fun and they would love to do it again.
I'm just hoping that this might spark a desire for one of them to go in the medical field.
yes, we could use a doctor in the family even a nurse practitioner or physician's assistant would be great.
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