I am a lifeguard.
And the other night, I had my first rescue. It was a pretty quiet open swim. A young man jumped off the diving board and started to bob in the water, flailing his arms. I froze in time. After his friends jumped in, I knew it was serious. I jumped in...yelled at his friends: "Move!" And I carried him to the wall. Talk about an adrenaline rush. The thing is...this was totally unexpected. I suspected my first rescue would be during a busy open swim with crowds of patrons everywhere.
I felt like a hero! Then I remembered that there lifeguards on beaches who practice CPR quite often and have to be super knowledgeable about currents and the ocean. All I needed to do was jump in and bring him to the wall. Nevertheless, I felt pretty great.
My second feeling was that of poopiness. I realized I forgot to whistle. And I didn't carry him to the wall the proper way. Oh well. I learned.
-Mallory
1 comment:
Wow, this is amazing. Well done. Must have been the best feeling <3
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