Was waiting for some work to be done while loading the bike in Blenheim the other day and noticed a dude checking the pulse of a guy on the ground in a yard across the street. Wandered over, thought he was dead for sure, he was unconscious right until I got to the gate (good 15-20 seconds at a guess).
Anyway, brief version but a little bit of blood splatter around, guy came to in a bit of shock and then reckoned he was right as rain and was a bit bewildered as to why I'd called an ambo. If it was up to him I'd say he would have just gone home, taken a few painkillers and more than likely never woken up the next day. He was a bit staunch about it so was trying to walk about, wouldn't take a blanket or jacket and wouldn't sit down until he started to feel a bit dizzy, which I'm glad happened otherwise the cheeky bugger might have tried to scarper
The chap doing some work for me just called to let me know he'd had an update. They had a peeve at his swede with some scans and the dude had a cracked skull, brain swelling and during the night was flown to Wellytown
Watch those scones people and get things checked out if you take a knock!
If I've learnt anything from this it would be there are easier ways to get a few months off work, to take a bit more notice of others helping too and also to take charge more readily instead of just assuming others are up to the task. Looking back the guys workmate was quietly, but absolutely, freaking the fawk out and really had no idea what to do. The other guy might have been his boss so he might not have been comfortable telling him what to do, who knows, but I really didn't pick up on it at the time.
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