Life’s Lessons

The lifesaver

When I lived in the southeastern Kentucky portion of the Appalachian Mountains, I was an Emergency Medical Technician (EMT), and then earned my instructor’s certificate in the EMT world. I even had the privilege of serving on the state training advisory committee for a couple of years.

In some degree, the instructor’s certification extended my outreach to either save lives or to further endanger or negatively affect them. If I did my job well, and my students learned and practiced what they learned, we saved lives. Obviously, the reverse was also true.

During those years, I studied emergency medical treatments and longed to use MAST pants which could prove invaluable in saving lives when a patient went into shock. We did see that practice instituted and were able to purchase a pair for use on the first responding vehicle of our rescue squad.

Their use at that time required the approval of the ER doctor at the hospital that would receive our patient. Then, with the ER not accustomed to the use of this device, personnel had to be watched carefully so they didn’t cut the pants off instead of slowly deflating them and removing them intact.

The one time we really felt a need to use the pants, we radioed the request directly to the ER but the doctor refused to give approval. We were still able to save the patient using older techniques.

In many critical situations, we were lifesavers. It was a gratifying experience, one we severely missed when we were forced to move to Fulton County due to loss of employment.

We were not paramedics, and in the capacity of EMTs could not administer any drug treatment, even though we knew what was needed. If the patient had his needed medication on his person we could assist with the administration.

One day, I was visiting with the high school principal and discussing this limitation. I can still hear him telling me, “If you ever respond when I’ve been stung by a bee, find my EpiPen. It will be on my person. Don’t assist me. Just do it! Don’t even roll up my sleeve. Give the injection right through my shirt.”

Thankfully, we never got that call.

Thirty years ago, I doubt that he called it an EpiPen, but that’s its name today. Remembering those instructions, I fear for those with severe allergies (bee stings, peanuts and other foods, etc.) with the 600 percent increase in the cost of the EpiPen.

If it comes down to replacing your spent EpiPen or feeding your family, and that is possible, which would you choose? Probably your thought would be to buy the needed groceries now and think, “Well, I’ve already been stung once. It won’t happen again right away. I’ll get the pen later. We need groceries now.”

But not having the pen available could be a life or death decision. That sting, that hidden peanut or other food, could be only a moment away.

Of course, Jesus is the ultimate lifesaver! No EpiPen needed! He saves at the moment with eternal results. Get saved today and be safe from eternal damnation.

Just pray and invite Jesus into your heart. He will come in. He will give you salvation.

Find a church that teaches about Jesus and learn more of His ways.

The lifesaver