Once a Nurse

We just got of work this morning and were waiting for a ride at the stop.  A couple of incidents occurred in the span of 5 minutes that really got our attention.

The first one happened about 40 meters away from where our group was standing.  We could only watch as a car almost side swiped a motorbike sending the smaller vehicle off balance.  This sent its rider flying off and landing on the road close to the fallen bike.  As the car sped on, the rider slowly moved to get up.

As we looked on, we noticed a cement mixer suddenly stopping right in front of the stop.  Knowing there was no traffic up ahead, we turned to see why.  Right in front of the cement mixer was a man lying face down on the road.  The security and one of our managers ran over to the fallen guy to see how he was doing.  They started to turn him over.

"Hey, don't do that!" one of my companions suddenly shouted.  "Don't move him. You're not supposed to move him."

My friend Don, a registered nurse was agitated to say the least.  He crossed over to where the man was now laid face up.  He introduced himself and tried to explain what needs to be done.  A crown started gathering and the medical personnel of the office came out to administer first aid.

Presently the police, and then an ambulance arrived to take over.  Don came back to where we were positioned and told us that the man was conscious because he was able to move his eyes when they asked him to but he could not follow their direction to move his fingers.

Don Brinas is a nurse who is working at a call center.  I can't dwell on his reasons but he once said he is at a decision point in his life.  Somehow, I think that even if he does stay with the call center industry, his instincts will still kick in at times like this.  I saw how concerned he was as the man was being moved onto the stretcher and into the ambulance.  He may have helped the motorcycle rider if we were close enough.

A hundred kudos points to you, my friend.