Truly such sad things some of you have had to go through, so scary and so sad.
They put me to shame when I should have had much more courage to face the
minor inconveniences in life. You have my greatest admiration.
I think the scariest things I've done were both involving little children, and whilst
I was at work. The first, I was behind a car which overturned at the bottom of
the M3 as I was driving an empty coach back from Southampton about twenty
years ago. I stopped and got out to help, I helped to get thr driver out through
the windscreen which we'd had to push out, it had already come out a bit. He
was very shaken but unhurt and asked for his baby. I went back to the car,
dreading what I would find but I found his little baby, still strapped into the
car seat, just looking around, unhurt and not even appearing upset. But it was
so worth all that when I took the little one to the bloke, then we all sat at the
top of the embankment until professional help arrived.
The other occasion was a child with something stuck in their throat, again
a passenger on a school bus. I had to put her over my knees and give her
a thump on the back. I remember being thankful I'd done first aid courses.
It did the trick and she was fine within a few minutes, her friend was more
upset, but I phoned her mum and asked her to meet her off the bus. All in
a days work, but I had a very grateful mum waiting with a box of chocolates
the next day.
At the time, you just do it as it has to be done, but it's afterwards it hits home.
