My First 911 Experience

I have heard allot of things about 911 Rescue Unit and I am kind of curious about it especially when I read from a newspaper that there are people who are really get sued in court for calling 911 as a kind of joke or something like that.

It was 01:23 in the morning.

At first I thought I was going to have a long and boring night or boring morning until I heard someone screamed. “Someone passed out, help!” I recognized Ate Cecilia’s voice, she is a Filipina and she is the casino cashier cage. I was on my usual auditing routine when I heard her. When I look around I saw a collapsed lady being helped by one of the casino players. The lady seemed already breathless. Ate Cecilia attended the lady and tried to help her. I was startled. The man shouted, “Call 911, call 911!” The MOD or Manager on Duty asked me to call 911 but I was just there in front of the phone standing still because I was not sure if I could do it right. It was so terrifying for me. So the MOD did the call. As soon as he hung up the phone, the two switch boards at the back of the front desk rang too loud. The sound made me more bothered. Then someone yelled again"Oh God, she is not breathing! She is not breathing anymore! CPR! We need someone who knows how to do the CPR! It was a wake up call to me, I hurriedly grabbed the microphone in the desk and I paged for a help, "Does anybody here knows how to do the CPR? We need one here in the front desk please." I paged like three times. Nobody answered the call. Nobody knew.

Anyways, in less than five minutes after the MOD called the 911 Rescue Team, policemen came. Yes, in less than 5 minutes. I was impressed! But they are not the 911 team yet. They gave the lady a first aid. In less than three minutes after the policemen arrived, here comes the 911 team. Their vehicle is kind of bigger compared to the typical ambulance we have back home. The lights in the vehicle were blinking and I don’t know if the siren was bleeping since I was inside the building. In other cases, when the caller couldn’t tell what the emergency is all about, usually, the fire truck would come along with the ambulance to make it sure that they could render help in any situation. The rescuers brought their medical paraphernalia with them, complete paraphernalia so to speak. At that moment, the sound at the back still ringing and I call the MOD’s attention. The sound started to hurt my eardrum already. I was wondering what happened to the switch boards. So I just concluded that when we call 911 everything is automatically alerted and perhaps that's why the policemen came right away. Well, maybe I am right or maybe I am wrong.

While the rescue team attended the victim, I chatted with Ate Cecilia about what really happened. And I found out that the victim was cashing out her winning tickets worth $2,200.00 more or less when she collapsed in front of the cashier’s booth. Hmm. I bet she was too happy that time or maybe she passed out because she skipped lunch or dinner or maybe both. If you are in the casino and you are gambling, you couldn’t notice the time that passes by because your concentration is on the slot machine. Well, again, maybe I am right or maybe I am wrong.

When the victim regained her consciousness, ate Cecilia asked her personal circumstances and we learned that she is one of the hotel guests, in fact, her husband is in their room already sleeping. At first she doesn’t want her husband to know but when she started throwing up and her blood pressure was too high from normal, she decided to inform her husband.

After a few minutes, her husband came and after a thorough discussion with the rescuers, she was taken to the hospital for a further treatment.

I salute the 911 for their quick response but ate Cecilia said that 911 would charge a huge amount of money afterwards especially if they brought the sick person to the hospital. And I reacted with wide eyes, whaaat? No kidding! Ate is not talking about $100.00 but she is talking about $1,000.00 or more. Whew, it’s good that the lady won $2,200.00 that night or else her husband would be soooo upset on the medical bills afterwards.

Well, there is nothing else that is free in this wide world except the Lord’s salvation. Agree or disagree?

My Kind of ODD Job

Whew, its been a long while since I posted my last blog.

Before I go further, I would like to greet everyone a Belated Happy New Year. I worked Christmas and New Year’s eve. Those were the worst days so far since my kids and I got here in the United States. Worst days in the sense that both special days just passed by simply like an ordinary days in the calendar.

Anyhow, let us now talk about my odd job. I say it’s an odd job for two reasons.

I am a people kind of person. I love to interact and to mingle with other people. I used to do social work back home. Truly, I love social work because it has always been my passion. But... I work as an Hotel Desk Auditor now. I feel embarrass to say this, but I admit that I am poor in Mathematics! I so hate numbers! In fact, my chosen degree is far from dealing with numbers! Grrr!There are times I feel funny about myself towards auditing. Whenever I am done, I would recheck my work over and over again to make it sure that I did it correctly. Sometimes I would stare at the numbers which really makes me smile afterwards, what on earth happened to me? I hate numbers but I am now working with them 8 hours a day 5 days a week! Gosh!

I am a sleepy headed person. A day person so to speak. And I couldn’t stand wide awake from midnight until morning. But... I work graveyard shift now. Yeah, as in graveyard… my workplace is like a graveyard when I do my auditing, anyway, hehehe! I could hear the sound of silence while trying to figure out the total debits and total credits JJJ. I clock in at 11:00 o'clock in the evening and clock out at 7:00 o'clock in the morning. I would sleep the whole morning and wide awake the whole night. In short, I belong to the twilight clan now, I would confess, I am the latest inpiration of Dracula, bwehehe!

It is indeed an odd job, isn’t it? Hmm..

But I started to embrace it and love it. I just took it as a challenge. I should have to because I have two smart kids to send to college. I started to condition myself to be in this job for 5 years. You betcha, 5 long years of being a vampire. I hope I can surviveJ .

So help me God.

I Hate Snow!

When I was still back home, I wished to see and feel snow. I guess, everyone wishes the same though.

The first time it snowed here, I was like a child playing in the snow. I thought everything was bright and pretty. It was such an amazing experience for me.

But lately I have disliked it. A lot!

You may want to know why. Well, for a lot of reasons. But in fairness to the Mother Nature, the beauty of the snow which amazed me pretty well the first time was always there. But the feelings I had before is kind of different now. I hate to say this but I really don’t want snow anymore.

Snow could freeze me to death. As in. I need to have thick and warm clothes on or else I would freeze. It is very uncomfortable for me to wear thick clothes since they are heavy, yikes.

It could freeze the water pipes, hence, you would get no water. Could you imagine that? No water at all!

Besides, snow makes the road slick. You have to drive carefully and defensively to avoid mishap. The brakes would not do well and so the steering wheel. And when you walk you should be very careful so that you wouldn’t get a fall or else you will be sorry for yourself.

Here’s another reason, the bill for electricity would increase triple because of the heater, gosh!

Based on the aforementioned reasons above, do you think you would still wish to see and feel snow?

Take it from me, you would surely scream like this, “Iiiiiiiiiiii haaaaaaaaaaate this plaaaace! And I am certain that you would wish to come back home and stay for good, hehehe!