Two days this week I went to my local to kick back a few eat some happy hour food and relax. And oddly enough, two days this week my CPR/First Aid certification was put to the test.
On Tuesday, I'm sitting next to a dear old friend that we call Beav. Beav is a man that's seen a lot of hard road, and a lot of bad stories, but has managed to come out worn for the wear. He hasn't been feeling good lately, mainly complaining of chest pain. He just got done chewing on a hamburger when he grabbed me with his right hand, clutching his chest with his left. I got him down on the floor, determined he did not need CPR as he was breathing and phoned 911.
Beav is in a coma right now, his heart attack was massive and he remains in ICU. The only family that man had was the people at the bar, and since we're not "blood", we cannot see him. His real family wants nothing to do with him (I've been on the phone with them as of Tuesday evening), NOT EVEN TO RELEASE HIS BODY TO US IN THE EVENT OF DEATH.
Last night I was at my local again. A couple of rice rockets were coming over the bridge from Seaside into Toms River, and decided to be "cute" and pop wheelies. One kid dumped his bike right in front of my local (as it's the first establishment you get to once over the bridge). I ran outside, and a nurse and I gave him the care we could.
The guys he was riding with were all intoxicated, and tried to come in the bar to make it look like they got intoxicated while waiting for the help. The bartender, refused to serve them as they were really drunk when they walked in. The kid that fell has a compound fracture of his femur but is okay other than that.
Now, can I go to the bar today without incident? Please?
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Jesus. I think the answer to that question is self-evident.
And in all seriousness, riding a motorcycle while drinking is the height of stupidity. One of my very few absolute, hard and fast, 'no exception to the rules' rules is never even touch the motorcycle if I've had anything to drink, even a sip of beer. It's way too easy to get killed on one when you're stone cold undrunk; tempting fate by adding booze to the equation is just begging to become a statistic.
And in all seriousness, riding a motorcycle while drinking is the height of stupidity. One of my very few absolute, hard and fast, 'no exception to the rules' rules is never even touch the motorcycle if I've had anything to drink, even a sip of beer. It's way too easy to get killed on one when you're stone cold undrunk; tempting fate by adding booze to the equation is just begging to become a statistic.
drink your fucking drink, Drunkards answer to no one
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I'm just surprised to hear that there are good people like you in Tom's River. All my experiences with people from there remind me of the dicks on the rice rockets.
Hope Beav makes it through...
Hope Beav makes it through...
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I just got back from the hospital. Beav is still in a coma, and a sister came out of the woodwork. (Well, she's not really a sister, but knew enough about him to pretend she was. Kind of helps when maybe we might could've known someone that had keys to his apartment, you get the picture I hope)
Prognosis is not good. It was a massive heart attack. The meeting I had today was with two surgeons, a cardiologist and a social worker. He's still on support, as even though a "sister" has come forth, Beav's case was already presented to the Ethics Committee (which I am on, but cannot be a part of since it's a major conflict of interest).
This is day three of a coma. I don't even want to say what I hope at this point.
Let's all drink for Beav today. His beer of choice is Bud. His shot of choice is Jack (I'm gonna substitute Mr. Williams for TJD). But since a mutual friend of ours was visiting just recently I happen to have the ass end of a bottle of Jack right here. I'm swigging it from the bottle for Beav.
Strange how life is bitter sweet sometimes, that tasted damn good.
Prognosis is not good. It was a massive heart attack. The meeting I had today was with two surgeons, a cardiologist and a social worker. He's still on support, as even though a "sister" has come forth, Beav's case was already presented to the Ethics Committee (which I am on, but cannot be a part of since it's a major conflict of interest).
This is day three of a coma. I don't even want to say what I hope at this point.
Let's all drink for Beav today. His beer of choice is Bud. His shot of choice is Jack (I'm gonna substitute Mr. Williams for TJD). But since a mutual friend of ours was visiting just recently I happen to have the ass end of a bottle of Jack right here. I'm swigging it from the bottle for Beav.
Strange how life is bitter sweet sometimes, that tasted damn good.
On more than one occassion this conversation has led to a handful of boob."
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Well folks. Break out the Budweiser. The Beav has gone to that great bar in the sky. His "sister" and friends agreed that he would rather donate his organs than lay there in a coma with no anticipated return. We're getting ready to take a sunset, dim lighted boat procession down the Barnegat Bay in missing man formation (Beav was a Master Captain and Sea Tow licensed).
Beav's idea of heaven would be a bar with a never ending supply of Budweiser and TJD. With The Rolling Stones thundering on the old victrola. They asked me to wear his hat tonight.
Live long and prosper old chum. Hope the wind is blowing in from the east, the blue claws are biting, and the keg was just tapped.
Beav's idea of heaven would be a bar with a never ending supply of Budweiser and TJD. With The Rolling Stones thundering on the old victrola. They asked me to wear his hat tonight.
Live long and prosper old chum. Hope the wind is blowing in from the east, the blue claws are biting, and the keg was just tapped.
On more than one occassion this conversation has led to a handful of boob."
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