Please be careful running on hard surfaces. Accidents happens when people rush. Look after others.
Today I boarded a train, carefully & as I was deciding whether to find a seat in the lower carriage, stand or find one in the upper carriage, a woman running towards the doors about to close, fell and hit her head on the edge of the platform. A man closer to the door yelled for the doors to be held open (to stop the train) & I rushed over thinking she had just stumbled and needed a moment to pick up her bags so that she could board the train. Once I was over to the doors, to help hold them open, I soon realised she knocked herself out and was dangerously close to the gap. So I freaked out, also yelling to keep the doors open, exclaiming "JESUS CHRIST!" and "FUCKING HELL!" also, as I was extremely concerned that the doors would close on her arm and head, which would have been far more disastrous than what had already happened, which I came to realise was that she was bleeding all over the platform, from a gash on her head, possibly even a broken nose (a lot of hair was in her face, so it was hard to tell). I seriously didn't know what to do. After a few moments, while the man & other people were attending to her and her bags, I was rambling "Ring triple one! I mean, triple zero!" & stumbling with my stupid iPhone to try and make an emergency call. I did end up ringing 000, although I couldn't hear anything let alone say anything. And gave up thinking that the cityrail staff now at the scene had the situation under control. A little bit later, they said to each other to ring an ambulance. So, had my call been successful, that would have already been under way. She was breathing and had a pulse, then seemed to be regaining consciousness. But the cityrail stuff said her pulse was getting weaker, although it was hard to tell if she knew what she was doing. I seriously hope this woman is okay now. All I could do was stand there in the carriage watching, wanting to be able to help but not able to think what to do or even what needed to be done. I was in a little bit of a daze even before all this happened, but the adrenaline, although making me more alert, didn't do anything to clear my mind. I was shaken up. Nervous. Since she had been moved enough away from the edge and nothing was obstructing the doors, the train closed the doors and went on its way, with me on it. It was almost 5pm, full and there was no real reason for it to still be at the platform while 3 or 4 cityrail staff were looking after the woman, bleeding on the platform.
Just a hour or so earlier, I was at work and we were asked if any of us had a St. John's First Aid Certificate, which none of us had. I used to have one, many years ago, but that was long out of date (they only last three years) and I barely passed it in the first place. I really don't know what to do in an emergency and at the very least, I should find the book from that course and try to brush up on some basic stuff, in case something like what happened today, happens again.
Just a hour or so earlier, I was at work and we were asked if any of us had a St. John's First Aid Certificate, which none of us had. I used to have one, many years ago, but that was long out of date (they only last three years) and I barely passed it in the first place. I really don't know what to do in an emergency and at the very least, I should find the book from that course and try to brush up on some basic stuff, in case something like what happened today, happens again.