tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75493366723369042032024-03-12T18:50:08.650-05:00Push To ShockSlightly twisted observations of a decidedly different point of view....Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-43656520624438457102014-02-19T11:08:00.000-06:002014-02-19T11:08:02.515-06:00Blood Flow through the heart<a href="http://youtu.be/SvAVu-7E2gA">Blood Flow through the Heart</a>Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-63816636956850053882013-12-30T21:50:00.002-06:002013-12-30T21:50:48.153-06:00Reflections of 2013Sitting here thinking about the last year and it has been a crazy roller coaster ride. My girls and I embarked on a new adventure and I think we will continue our adventures into 2014. We have become closer over the last year than ever before and developed deeper relationships with each other. Here are some of our adventures.<br />
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Addie Mae learned to count to ten in Spanish. Emberlee became a fountain of knowledge about insects...especially spiders. Actually Emberlee is a fountain of knowledge of just about everything. Think I am lying...just ask her a question..she probably knows the answer. Penelope created some dances to help me teach the duckies cardiology. As for me God painted me beautiful sunsets. He also brought someone into my life. Although I wasn't prepared for that and mostly an unwilling and stubborn fool I am now thankful that he chose me for him. As a family we spent more time together and made it a point for it to be meaningful. Penelope had to dance to get in the car (on multiple occasions) and well, so did I. Addie and I dug a pond for a peaceful area in the backyard to reflect...and we still use this today. Emberlee showed us how to make giant bubbles from dishwashing soap and string. We also made dreamcatchers and learned the story of what they mean. We cracked geodes and looked inside to see the awesome crystals. We watched meteor showers with wonderment at the universe. We made rope swings and played in piles of leaves. We saw Tim McGraw and others in concert. We went to the fair and rode rides and ate funnel cake. We made a fire pit in the backyard and now have roasted many a marshmallow by the fire. Addie Mae graduated Pre-K and started Kindergarten. Emberlee embarked on her 5th grade year and Penelope started her Senior Year (yikes). We hatched Mexican jumping beans...which I previously did not know could be hatched. The girls danced with grace and poise and quite a bit of booty shaking in their dance recital. It is amazing to watch them grow through dance. Especially Penelope... what she cannot find the words to say she expresses through dance. We got a cat. This is huge...a cat. He is evil, but he is ours. Penelope went to Paris. It was extremely difficult to watch my baby of 17 years leave the country by herself. Off to explore places I myself have never been. She played music in a subway and made memories that will last a lifetime. We went fishing with my dad. Something I really hadn't done since I was a child. I know my girls will cherish this just as I do. Addie Mae turned 5 years old. Her giant personality is hardly contained and she will continue to grow into a strong independent woman. I encouraged my girls to jump in puddles every chance they got. Sometimes they did and sometimes they didn't...such is life. Penelope turned 18. 18!! She graduates this year. I am excited and terrified at the same time. She will do well in this world. She is tough, smart, and determined. Just the combination it takes to succeed these days. We discovered Addie Mae had a problem with her eyes- Amblyopia. She is getting better every day and loves her cute new glasses look. Actually all three girls are in glasses now!! We saw double rainbows at least three times this year. That is some really good luck! The Tooth Fairy visited Emberlee three times this year and she made a killing off of her. We picked out and carved pumpkins as a family and they turned out awesome. We trick or treated as an Indian and a Rainbow Unicorn with a great friend and his munchkins. Addie was chosen for Positive Points. It's a program for school students to visit Baptist hospital to help spread a little cheer to the patients. Emberlee has made straight A's all year long. The depth of her thirst for knowledge truly knows no depth. Penelope is working her way through college courses during her senior year. We had puppies...Lady and Tramp. They are cute. They are lucky they are cute .... since they will continue to live here along with Ava and Koko. We celebrated Thanksgiving and Christmas at my parents. This always reminds me that it that life truly is about family and togetherness. Penelope competed in the talent show and won second place. I was really pleased and somewhat surprised at the level of talent at Bridge City High School. Emberlee turns 11 tomorrow. It is hard to believe that tiny little baby will be 11 years old. Wow, time flies! This year in the girls life now comes to a close. What did I do?<br />
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I saw Imagine Dragons, Fun, Maroon Five, Stone Temple Pilots, Cage the Elephant, Sevendust, 10 Years, Drowning Pool, Framing the Red, The Neighborhood, The Dirty Heads, Taproot, and a bunch more.<br />
I got more tattoos... I cultivated new friendships and solidified old ones. I went Tornado Chasing and actually know what terror the people in Moore felt before the lives were ripped apart by Mother Nature. I did what I could to bring a bit of peace to them. I know it was not nearly enough to heal them. I met a woman in a department store and helped her pick out clothes for date night with her husband. In doing this I found my confidence that I had lost. I celebrated my birthday with a surprise party put on by Emberlee, Jeremy, and my parents. I played airsoft...it hurt like hell but was crazy fun. I went camping with Jeremy and friends at Jellystone Park and floated the River. Crazy fun times with the best of friends. I gave my shoes to a homeless man and in turn was reminded that it was so much better to give than to receive. It does the heart good to know that your actions make other lives better. I rode a backboard pulled at an entirely too fast speed and busted my ass. It hurt, but I haven't laughed that hard for awhile. I graduated with a Master's Degree in Education Technology Leadership. I am done with school I think...for a while anyway. Oh yeah...I kept a 4.0 the whole time!! I went to Vegas for the first time. I won some money and then lost it. It was awesome! I saw the Yankees play in Houston. My roses bloomed like crazy and reminded me of my Grandmother. She loved them. I made Chicken and Dumplings ALOT...this reminded me of my Maw Maw. I am glad I keep their memory alive and pass what I can to my girls. I conquered my fear of watching the girls jump on the trampoline...now I barely pay attention and just wait for the blood curdling screams. I spoke at the Texas EMS Conference on Cardiology and it was an awesome experience. I hope to do it every year now. I had shoulder surgery...it sucks...and continues to suck. I am hoping it will suck less in 2014. I graduated another class of Paramedic students and am ready to start another group in 2014. Oh yeah I fell in love. He is the perfect complement to me and I am loved like no other. It has been a long time since I had that feeling. I enjoy it every day and cherish our time together. <br />
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We saw tragedies in West, Texas, the Arizona 19, Houston Fire Department, and Moore, Oklahoma. We helped when we could and prayed for their recovery.<br />
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See! It has been an amazing year. Our family will continue to make great memories and enjoy making every minute count.<br />
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Lastly, I suppose I have to make resolutions. We all know the typical ones so I won't even go there but I did make a list of things I do want to do or continue doing.<br />
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1. Let go of the things I cannot change and not allow them to weigh me down. People are responsible for their own actions. <br />
2. I will continue to build the close relationships with my children they they and I both crave.<br />
3. I will help others when I can and when I know it will make a difference in their lives.<br />
4. I will invest time in myself.<br />
5. I will love hard and without regret.<br />
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Now normally I try to post things that are uplifting and inspiring and all that bullshit but not today. I feel like acting like some of the young people I have seen lately, I have seen more whining, bitching, moaning, groaning, pathetic excuses for adults in the last month than I have in quite awhile. For the most part this comes from today's twenty-something generation. They have an excuse for everything that they are either caught doing, do wrong, or didn't do. What happened to parents taking charge of their children and teaching them to be responsible contributing members of society and not soul sucking leaches you want to pour salt on and giggle in delight at their shriveling little bodies? I mean really!! All you new mommies and daddies out there raising up your cherubic little DNA profiles please be responsible about the whole process and make, conform, force, or mold your little procreation projects into people someone would actually WANT to know and NOT PUNCH IN THE THROAT. Now I want to make a couple of things clear I encounter these people all over the place- where I get my lunch, where I work, the other place where I work, and also that other place that gives me money for work. These "things" are everywhere! I know as a mother, educator, and woman I should feel some sort of compassion, empathy, or sympathy for them but I don't. Not so much anymore. What I want is for them to just do the work, just put in your time card to society, pay your debt, pay your dues, learn how to deal with the messes you create. Stop making excuses and own up to whatever your issue is. No one buys the lies, sob story, or any other bull shit they want to put between themselves and the real problem. </div>
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<br>Sincerely,</div>
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The Crazy Bitch Who Worked Her Ass off for the Better Part of Two Decades and Now has a Fulfilling Career, 5 College Degrees, 3 Awesome Kids who Kick Ass..... while you have nothing.</div>
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<br>Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0Americas (null)30.05725 -93.890418tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-20888076611438532122013-07-15T21:59:00.001-05:002013-07-15T21:59:56.572-05:00Just an observation...Sometimes we are led to believe we are more than what we are by people who want us to believe we mean more to them than what we do. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u_dyvQxij_o/UeS3K5BR9vI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Y5MvgpVaelc/s640/blogger-image--1147765991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u_dyvQxij_o/UeS3K5BR9vI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Y5MvgpVaelc/s640/blogger-image--1147765991.jpg"></a></div>Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-74657180298703703202013-07-12T17:25:00.001-05:002013-07-12T17:25:18.754-05:00She can tie her shoes!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jOZHuFIcka8/UeCCTGgZZwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/APGvWEL3AmI/s640/blogger-image-876683188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jOZHuFIcka8/UeCCTGgZZwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/APGvWEL3AmI/s640/blogger-image-876683188.jpg"></a></div>It's always a big milestone to be able to tie your shoes. Addie Mae will be 5 on Monday and I am slowly realizing she is not a baby anymore. While this makes me sad it also makes me happy that she is finding her independence and her bright personality continues to shine. Well done Addie Mae!! Go conquer the world!!! (when your 18 or so)Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-32770219274422672852013-07-12T12:30:00.001-05:002013-07-12T12:30:59.795-05:00I'm back!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5D35ktapT4o/UeA9UUkzCWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ay15egmqokI/s640/blogger-image--1785804182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5D35ktapT4o/UeA9UUkzCWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ay15egmqokI/s640/blogger-image--1785804182.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Fun times at the lake with the girls!!</div>Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0Bridge City Bridge City30.039746 -93.887631tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-2713054472487511572013-04-18T08:34:00.003-05:002013-04-18T08:34:56.600-05:00MEDICS of SETX - Donations for West, Texas<form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post" target="_top">
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So the last few days have been a bit rough and I was a bit down and mopey...some would call it bitchy...we should not ask the duckies about my attitude for the last few days. However it brought about a realization for me. If you want to be happy in whatever situation you are in it is your own personal decision. No one can tell you to be happy. There is not a magical happy pill and there is no fairy god mother to wave a magic wand. The key to happiness is just putting your mind in a place where no matter what obstacles or curve balls are thrown your way you rise above it. I have a lot on my plate recently with work, school, kids, and other issues that I have constantly worried about to the point where it was affecting my outlook on life. You know the "Geez life really sucks right now" complex. Everybody does it every now and then...no one is perfect. I have made the decision to change my way of thinking...nothing in my life is really that bad in the grand scheme of things. I have three amazing daughters who give me the secure knowledge that I have given the world three beautiful gifts that will have an amazing impact on someone somewhere. Penelope- with her independent spirit...she is just like me...GOD HELP US ALL!! Emberlee Riann will do amazing things one day...she is smart, creative, and stubborn. That's an awesome combination. Addie Mae - Good gracious.!! She is gonna be a power player one day!! I have a job that I absolutely love...there really is nothing I would rather be doing. I make Paramedics...that is pretty damn cool I think. I have a really cool dog....KoKo. Although I do think she has some minor brain damage at moments... she is an excellent snuggle buddy. I have a beautiful home that provides me with comfort and shelter. My friends are my sanity. Mitch, Brett, and Amber- you have no idea how much I rely on y'all to keep my moving in the right direction. My family- I have the most amazing father ever!! He is always there no matter how tired or how stupid my problem is. My Mommy- she is a woman of amazing strength. If you guys ever wonder where I got my stubborn attitude...it's from her! I do have to admit I got my potty mouth from my daddy though. Anyway...I choose to be happy. I choose to live life. I choose to make every moment count. I choose to remember that my problems aren't anything that is worth losing one single moment of happiness. </div>
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<br />Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-57419765430695309582012-07-31T14:42:00.001-05:002012-07-31T14:42:53.800-05:00Two schools of thought....The topic has come up more frequently lately and I am curious as to the thoughts of the masses.<br />
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Should a new Basic attend Paramedic class? Let's say that they have less than a year of experience. Do you think they should? I have had a preceptor tell a student he shouldn't be in class because he hasn't been a Basic for very long. This is a very strong (intelligent) student and I have no problems visualizing this student with a shiny new red patch on their shoulder. I do however wonder how the medic that told the student this obtained his....but that's another story. I have mixed feelings about this subject myself. Some students are perfectly capable of making this transition seemlessly...case in point- Jenna Thompson. She is an excellent paramedic and recognizes that she still has lots to learn but she is able to run circles around others who have done this job for years. She is a success story. My advice to students is: You have to be committed to the journey of becoming a Paramedic. You cannot work at Starbucks and be in Paramedic school. You must work on a truck (preferably a 911 service) and soak up all the experience you can while in school. There are some things that cannot be replicated or taught in a classroom. I realize this and strongly encourage my students to be active as a medic while they are in class. There are also students that I advise to wait before enrolling. It is not that I think they cannot do it...I just think they need more time to gel as a Basic and they will be more successful in the long run. So there is my stance.....what's yours?<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">10. You check out the ropes on your friends arm and try to convince them to let ya start a 14!!! <span style="color: #0b5394;">(as a ducky offers up his arm for sacrifice)</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">9. You have drugs dosages taped to the wall by your toilet!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">8. Fantasize about mass casualty incidents.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">7. You recieve calls from preceptors offering to let you ride because you are a little fluffy white cloud.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">6. You are banned from riding with certain preceptors because you are most definitely NOT a little fluffy white cloud.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">5. You play Another One Bites The Dust on repeat on your IPOD and PRAY for a TUBE!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">4.Instead of counting sheep....you count P waves.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3. You can identify the energy drink by amount of "energy recieved"!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2. You calculate the time it takes to sober up before your next clinical.</span><br />
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Well it's that time for the duckies again. They are half way through their Paramedic class and the toll it takes is beginning to show. All the Paramedics out there know what I am talking about. It's hard....school, work, kids, significant other, mom, dad, dog, etc. Stuff begins to add up and your tired and you still have a million things to do. Dosages to memorize, rhythms to interpret, and case studies to conquer are always on the to-do list. But here is the kicker....what you end up with...that little red patch....comes with remarkable accomplishment. There are only a few professions that have such a noble purpose as ours. The duckies need to remember that purpose and use it as motivation to succeed. They are close to the finish line and it will only get closer. The reward is great....stay the course.</div>
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Close your eyes and ask for it. If your supposed to have it...you will.Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-56066631674412501952012-07-24T17:10:00.002-05:002012-07-24T17:10:40.360-05:00Grrr.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This picture basically sums up how I feel today. This is Addie Mae. She is God's revenge for me being a stubborn and lively child. My nick name is Boo....She is little Boo. Sort of like the whole mini-me concept made popular by Austin Powers. I digress.
Today, I don't wanna do anything except what I feel like doing- which is nothing. I repeat- nothing that any of you want me to do.
No, I don't mean to offend anyone. But everyday I wake up to a bazillion people who want something. They ask and ask and ask... and for the most part I really don't mind doing it. However, people expect me to do it right now and drop everything else I have. Well guess what that earns you today.....yeah you guessed! You are now located at the bottom of my to-do list. It probably won't happen today...or tomorrow....and probably not even next week.
And for all of those of you about to call and ask me something- Why don't you at least make an attempt to figure it out for yourself. I realize I am a wealth of information.
Do you know why???
Because I use my brain- It's not an exceptional brain....It's a normal brain and it works just fine. Yours does too.
Okay I am done with this rant. Back to your regularly scheduled program...Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-6214537226345963062012-07-23T16:14:00.000-05:002012-07-23T16:14:39.581-05:00Made my heart happy....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There is a young woman named Stephanie Brooks. She is alive today and she is a miracle. July 23, 1999 is her alive day. She survived a horrific crash and battled for life and won. I remember this day. I was sitting at McDonald's eating with my partner Cory when they toned out the call. We responded and arrived to find a young woman in the mangled wreckage of a car. She had been struck in the driver's door and was obviously in critical condition. We did our job and took care of her as we are trained to do. This call was my first involving a kid that was something more than a skinned knee. In the days that followed Cory and I visited her at the hospital every chance we could. I saw a tiny body struggling for life.... and winning. She had a long road and I knew it would be difficult. Back then that is all I knew of her story.
Last week, she called me. This never ever ever happens. She said she was doing good and that there were still struggles in her life but she is thankful for everything she has. It made me believe once again that there are miracles and she is the ultimate proof of one. She told me thank you and a little about how her life is. What she doesn't know is that she has had a profound affect on me and my partner. While we realize how precious life is and that sometimes we do hold the power over life and death we often don't claim this in our personal lives. We should always remember that life is precious and that every minute is an opportunity to fulfill your life potential. No moment should be squandered in unhappiness. We should all strive to find our smile. To find our reason for our hearts to beat. Everyday I am reminded that there are simple ways to make life beautiful. Sometimes it is something as simple as a thank you.
Thank you Stephanie.Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-6844496834789587162011-09-27T21:56:00.000-05:002011-09-27T22:06:41.884-05:00[ORIGINAL] Parrot Sings Let the Bodies Hit the FloorCheck out this video on YouTube:<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uguXNL93fWg&feature=youtube_gdata_player">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uguXNL93fWg&feature=youtube_gdata_player</a><p><br>Excuse any errors. <br>Sent from my iPhoneChristie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-54113656786434678022011-09-11T10:54:00.001-05:002011-09-11T10:54:17.183-05:00EMS FamilyA little video of my extended family!
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Oh...and a question...do bullets richocet off ceramic tile?
Here is how it started. I went into my laundry room to get a jacket...when i slipped it on my arm....this guy fell out the arm hole. Then the mayhem ensued...
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I tried to hit it with a sledge hammer. I tried to sweep it out the door. I tried to let it crawl into a urinal...don't ask why I have one of those. It didn't work..so I called Kevin. He laughed at me...LAUGHED!
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I could not kill it with the shovel....ya know they wiggle when ya touch them...and that really creeps me out!
So this is what Penelope and I did!
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Only me!Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-34652035032906644792011-08-25T21:00:00.001-05:002011-08-25T21:00:25.166-05:00Last box on planet!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JgMLceh-QA/Tlb-OT9NpzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2F7C-hX36_4/s1600/photo-725167.JPG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JgMLceh-QA/Tlb-OT9NpzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2F7C-hX36_4/s320/photo-725167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644978704784140082" /></a></p>Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-32579988896317869332011-08-25T12:41:00.000-05:002011-08-25T12:41:35.185-05:00Breaking NEWS!! SELF CPR does not work!! Whoda Thunkit?? However PRECORDIAL THUMP (the ultimate Paramedic Ninja Skill) is still APPROVED!Self CPR is a coughing procedure that has been widely publicized on the Internet since 1999 and was published in the <b>Journal of the American Medical Association</b> in 1976. Since it is widely publicized, it needs to be mentioned by well-known CPR authorities - see the American Heart Association's stance and the American Red Cross's stance on this topic. Both of them acknowledge that self CPR is possible, but limited to clinical situations. <br />
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The thought is that forceful coughing puts pressure on the heart, forcing it to pump blood. This may work for a few seconds while an abnormal heart rhythm passes, but only on a conscious, responsive person in specific situations. This topic is not taught in CPR classes for the simple reason that CPR intervention is based on a victim's unresponsiveness and coughing CPR would just be additional data to remember with virtually no application in the field. <br />
This may change as more is learned over the years, but for now the best thing a person can do when he begins to experience cardiac arrest or heart attack is to call 9-1-1. If there are any people around, get their attention so they know you need help too. <br />
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You will always know when ya do the right thing....you can feel it in you soul and all those we have lost smile down on us.<br />
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Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-21542106795083366112011-08-01T14:27:00.000-05:002011-08-11T08:35:15.382-05:00Doodles<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y0bgFyf5iI/TjcniEaJyyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SvYMX4LKl8Q/s1600/photo-748380.JPG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y0bgFyf5iI/TjcniEaJyyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SvYMX4LKl8Q/s320/photo-748380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636016924929936162" /></a></p>Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549336672336904203.post-88625713852381196432011-07-29T11:00:00.000-05:002011-07-29T11:00:26.834-05:00Pieces of MeI think that as we travel through the journey of life, people come along and leave their mark on us. As we age and grow we collect these marks and they come together to make us a whole person. Over the last couple of days I have done some thinking about those who have left a mark on me- On all those people that have made me whole. So I will start from the beginning...<br />
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Mom- My mom taught me determination. If I want it, I had better get off my ass and go get it. Everyone always asks me, "How do you do all that you do?" It's because my Mom instilled in me the toughness to get through whatever is thrown my way.<br />
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Dad- My dad taught me that sometimes its fine to just shake your head and say Ok. When I was a little girl (not so long ago) I brought home every stray cat, dog, pig, bird, squirrel, raccoon, and armadillo. I told my daddy that some horrible circumstance had befallen the poor misfortunate animal and that I absolutely must take care of it. He would always shake his head and say "Okay, Boo Boo". Sometimes that is necessary. What I learned as a consequence to all my animal rescue missions is that it is a good thing to show caring and compassion to everyone. Not just the people you like, but also to the raccoon that is trying to take you fingers off while you bandage its wounds. Sometimes people fight kicking and screaming until they realize I am there to help, not hurt.<br />
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More to come later on the people who made me- Me!Christie Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09987071079516689880noreply@blogger.com0