Bow Wow Wow Yippie Yo Yippie Yea
Summer vacation this year kicked off in a big way. Kelly (pictured) and I are now certified W.F.R's, pronounced "woofers" other wise known as wilderness first responders. "What does that mean?" you ask well I will tell you. After 10 days of intensive training at the University of Santa Cruz by the NOLS wilderness institute we are now chucked full of wilderness first aid knowledge, and now may be able to save your life if you happen to fall off a cliff while in the great outdoors, and we're near by. The best part of all is that it was paid for in full by our school; way to go Stanbridge Academy.
One of the great highlights of the course was the scenarios. In the scenarios one (or more) person is given a role to play, head wound injury, fractured ribs, etc.. In one scenario a small group that I was in was taken down in to a wooded gulch; there we were told that we were the crew of an X Prize competition space plane and that we crash landed. I was given the role of "guy who appears fine but really has a massive head injury." My goal was to try and fool the rescuers in to thinking I'm o.k and if my ruse was successful I was instructed to pass out, go unconscious and then vomit all over one of the rescuers. The instructor gave me a bag of coco powder to mix in my mouth to simulate the putrid spew.
Taking the role and making my own I summoned up my Texas roots, put on my best Texan accent and became Tex McCloud, billionaire, oil man, and funder of an X Prize space plane. At first I ran up a hill yelling at group of students playing rescuers, barking at them like a Drill Instructor I made them do what I said for a while, totally incorrect for this situation. Finally after a good 40 minutes I got a cursory exam. After I was released I stood around for a while, pretended to make some calls on my cell phones and then did a full on face dive in to some brush. Eyes closed with my cheeks full of fake vomit I eagerly anticipated my moment. As soon as my rescuer turned me over I projectile vomited all over his his face and pretended to be unconscious for the next hour. Side note all of the kids at my school go crazy when I tell them this story.
All and all pretty good course.
Stay tuned for part 2, somethin real special.
One of the great highlights of the course was the scenarios. In the scenarios one (or more) person is given a role to play, head wound injury, fractured ribs, etc.. In one scenario a small group that I was in was taken down in to a wooded gulch; there we were told that we were the crew of an X Prize competition space plane and that we crash landed. I was given the role of "guy who appears fine but really has a massive head injury." My goal was to try and fool the rescuers in to thinking I'm o.k and if my ruse was successful I was instructed to pass out, go unconscious and then vomit all over one of the rescuers. The instructor gave me a bag of coco powder to mix in my mouth to simulate the putrid spew.
Taking the role and making my own I summoned up my Texas roots, put on my best Texan accent and became Tex McCloud, billionaire, oil man, and funder of an X Prize space plane. At first I ran up a hill yelling at group of students playing rescuers, barking at them like a Drill Instructor I made them do what I said for a while, totally incorrect for this situation. Finally after a good 40 minutes I got a cursory exam. After I was released I stood around for a while, pretended to make some calls on my cell phones and then did a full on face dive in to some brush. Eyes closed with my cheeks full of fake vomit I eagerly anticipated my moment. As soon as my rescuer turned me over I projectile vomited all over his his face and pretended to be unconscious for the next hour. Side note all of the kids at my school go crazy when I tell them this story.
All and all pretty good course.
Stay tuned for part 2, somethin real special.
