Today we had our PERUBATAN Team Medical first aid training at Hadiqah Dauliyyah. There were four stations in all; there was Kak Shae teaching us first aid management of bleeding and the art of bandaging, Kak Nadiah taught us how to manage burn, sling and splint and Ijud taught us how to manage seizure, choking and CPR.
Baem was the facilitator in-charge at the station teaching us how to mobilize a patient. There were several techniques that could be applied and one of them was the common fireman's lift.
Theoretically it is simple. While standing with the patient's front toward your side, grab the patient's farthest arm and sling it over your shoulder. By this you should be squatting on one foot and the other be kneeling on the ground to ease your own standing up and prevent any back injury. Wound your arm between the patient's leg and lock behind his farthest knee.
Secure and lift.
Pushing
The technique itself reminded me of Asahina Daigo, the ambitious firefighter in Kisah Ahli Bomba serialized years ago in Kreko. (I grew up watching Ultraman with a brother so I know and enjoy this kinds of stuff.) If my memory serves me correctly, they were in their preliminary test to qualify as a firefighter that included a series of physical exercise. One of them was monkey-bar pulls-up.
Every one of them lifted themselves up above the bar. The trainer counted and as the number climbed up, so were the number of trainee who fall down from exhaustion and couldn't continue the test. Daigo was the only one remaining, pulling himself up like his life depended on it. What was on his mind at that time was himself during a fire some time ago, where he was between a helpless old lady and the hanging bar railing. He had been hanging on for a long time, waiting for help to come.
ATP depleting but if he let go of his hand, the lady and himself will fall into the fire below.
Gravitating
We are future doctors. Every day at school we learn the ropes of this life-saving, injury-preventing, recovery-promoting trade and when we get back, we study as well as juggle other commitments that make us a human. It is a mundane, repetitive chore that could easily loses its value if we are not grateful or thoughtful enough.
And today, the fact that God granted me yet another sweet day to be alive and the birds sung brightly and we had a family outing in a park could have fooled me into thinking learning first aid management is just another skill to be added into your bragging rights list.
It is not. The gravity of the situation is that LIFE depended on your ability to stay calm, know what to do and do so properly. We are servants of Allah in this world to do good and be a benefit to each others either from your pledge as a Muslim or through your professions.
You are not Suzumiya Haruhi; the world does not revolve around you!
Baem was the facilitator in-charge at the station teaching us how to mobilize a patient. There were several techniques that could be applied and one of them was the common fireman's lift.
Theoretically it is simple. While standing with the patient's front toward your side, grab the patient's farthest arm and sling it over your shoulder. By this you should be squatting on one foot and the other be kneeling on the ground to ease your own standing up and prevent any back injury. Wound your arm between the patient's leg and lock behind his farthest knee.
Secure and lift.
Pushing
The technique itself reminded me of Asahina Daigo, the ambitious firefighter in Kisah Ahli Bomba serialized years ago in Kreko. (I grew up watching Ultraman with a brother so I know and enjoy this kinds of stuff.) If my memory serves me correctly, they were in their preliminary test to qualify as a firefighter that included a series of physical exercise. One of them was monkey-bar pulls-up.
Every one of them lifted themselves up above the bar. The trainer counted and as the number climbed up, so were the number of trainee who fall down from exhaustion and couldn't continue the test. Daigo was the only one remaining, pulling himself up like his life depended on it. What was on his mind at that time was himself during a fire some time ago, where he was between a helpless old lady and the hanging bar railing. He had been hanging on for a long time, waiting for help to come.
ATP depleting but if he let go of his hand, the lady and himself will fall into the fire below.
Gravitating
We are future doctors. Every day at school we learn the ropes of this life-saving, injury-preventing, recovery-promoting trade and when we get back, we study as well as juggle other commitments that make us a human. It is a mundane, repetitive chore that could easily loses its value if we are not grateful or thoughtful enough.
And today, the fact that God granted me yet another sweet day to be alive and the birds sung brightly and we had a family outing in a park could have fooled me into thinking learning first aid management is just another skill to be added into your bragging rights list.
It is not. The gravity of the situation is that LIFE depended on your ability to stay calm, know what to do and do so properly. We are servants of Allah in this world to do good and be a benefit to each others either from your pledge as a Muslim or through your professions.
You are not Suzumiya Haruhi; the world does not revolve around you!
2 comments:
pain lowers my inhibition. thus a long post. i should probably cut some things out... think later.
penulis yang baik adalah penulis yang akan mengalir pahala padanya ketika tidur. Teruskan berkarya. ^^
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