Have you ever saved someone's life or found a dead body?

-i watched a guy get hit by a drunk driver.
-i was in the ER waiting room and someone passed out from stab wounds right as he walked through the door.
-was driving down the road saw some flashes look over there is a dead body in the middle of the road 100 yards away.
-a month ago my roommate saw 2 bodies drop to the ground after a shot to the head behind his house he was going to move into.
-i through a rock at this kid in high school about to walk into traffic while texting on his phone.

Saint Petersburg Fl isnt as safe as people think. It may be full of reteries ant tourists but the true fact is careless driving one of the highest police deaths in the country, gangs.
 
Today I saved a 7 year old dachshund with no teeth when his leash got wrapped up in a treadmill :p He was so cute, name was fluffy and he was pretty frail. His owner was in the restroom while we were working out, took some time to get the leash out of the treadmill
 
Today I saved a 7 year old dachshund with no teeth when his leash got wrapped up in a treadmill :p He was so cute, name was fluffy and he was pretty frail. His owner was in the restroom while we were working out, took some time to get the leash out of the treadmill

you didnt happen to sucker punch the owner in the face afterwards did you? :bash:
 
Besides seeing my mother and father who had just past away in the hospitol, never seen anything in person as others have mentioned in previous posts. Man life can be really terrible at times.

I did have an old friend who pasted away last year and he was a retired Police Officer with the city. I'll never forget when he once showed me a picture of a guy whose face was blown off with a gun. There was nothing left of this guys face. It really grossed me out to look at that picture. I'll never forget that.
 
I saw both of my parents pass. Mom had brain cancer and Dad had lung cancer. I closed both of their eyes once they were gone, like I had seen in the movies and on tv. With both of them, their eyes slowly opened back up...
 
Working as a critical care paramedic and a deputy sheriff I have worked on trying to save plenty of people. While it's sad to experience at least I know I can easily keep my composure while doing everything I can to help.
 
When I was 16 I was a life guard at a local pool. Sitting in my stand, scanning the pool, I see a kid, about 2-3, go up the slide. Keep scanning, hear the splash of him hitting the water, and when I look again, he's half way under, just floating. All this with in about 10 sec.

I yelled to the guard across from me, jump off the stand, grab the kid, and bring him back up. He was fine, shaken up. His sister was a bit more shaken up, but I ended up getting a date out of that one.

Fast forward 6.5 years, I'm in the desert in Afghan, "Summer of Decision." I'll never forget what my battalion CO said to us. "We are experts in the application of violence."

The first two months were nothing crazy; we relieved a British unit. Then we pushed south.

Saw a buddy of mine shot in the face, right under his left eye.

Another buddy of mine shot in the chest, center mast.

Lost 15 guys in my battalion that deployment, my company lost 11 of them.

Fast forward 14 months in in Afghan again.

Got reports that the UAV can see guys planting IEDs. They launch a Hellfire at their ass.

Van drives up to the VCP, get reports of three bodies inside the vic. Marines clear the vic, I walk around to the trunk. Guy laying there with his feet by his head, femurs snapped, no arms, and face shredded.

Walk around to the passenger side, open the door, and see a guy laying in between the front and middle seats.

Pull him out, get him into the BAS. Knees down is shredded. He's got no feet. His right heel is hanging by his Achilles' tendon. No bones. Package him up, send him out. He ended up living. By some miracle.

Seen more than I care to, done more than I care to remember.

No matter what I do, they all stick with me.

Now, I carry a fully stocked MedBag with me, where ever I go.

Never know when shit might hit the fan.
 
When I was 16 I was a life guard at a local pool. Sitting in my stand, scanning the pool, I see a kid, about 2-3, go up the slide. Keep scanning, hear the splash of him hitting the water, and when I look again, he's half way under, just floating. All this with in about 10 sec.

I yelled to the guard across from me, jump off the stand, grab the kid, and bring him back up. He was fine, shaken up. His sister was a bit more shaken up, but I ended up getting a date out of that one.

Fast forward 6.5 years, I'm in the desert in Afghan, "Summer of Decision." I'll never forget what my battalion CO said to us. "We are experts in the application of violence."

The first two months were nothing crazy; we relieved a British unit. Then we pushed south.

Saw a buddy of mine shot in the face, right under his left eye.

Another buddy of mine shot in the chest, center mast.

Lost 15 guys in my battalion that deployment, my company lost 11 of them.

Fast forward 14 months in in Afghan again.

Got reports that the UAV can see guys planting IEDs. They launch a Hellfire at their ass.

Van drives up to the VCP, get reports of three bodies inside the vic. Marines clear the vic, I walk around to the trunk. Guy laying there with his feet by his head, femurs snapped, no arms, and face shredded.

Walk around to the passenger side, open the door, and see a guy laying in between the front and middle seats.

Pull him out, get him into the BAS. Knees down is shredded. He's got no feet. His right heel is hanging by his Achilles' tendon. No bones. Package him up, send him out. He ended up living. By some miracle.

Seen more than I care to, done more than I care to remember.

No matter what I do, they all stick with me.

Now, I carry a fully stocked MedBag with me, where ever I go.

Never know when shit might hit the fan.


Wow.

Thank you for your service. I couldn't imagine going though half of that.
 
One day while wheeling in PA I yanked a 5 yr old out of the way right before his Mom would have backed up over him.
Up until now a bud that was with me was the only person that knew it.
It still kinda haunts me.
 
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One day while wheeling in PA I yanked a 5 yr old out of the way right before his Mom would have backed up over him.
Up until now a bud that was with me was the only person that knew it.
It still kinda haunts me.


Way to go mom....

Good job bud :)
 
I was a paramedic a long while ago, when my back was still in one piece and being shot by ghetto bangers for doing my job was "exciting."

Depending on your town, ambulances are either owned by the local gov't, privately owned, or some combination of both.

Our service was semi-private, but we received funding from the state since all of the companies (except for the helicopters) were private and no one wanted to go running when a hard core thug called the "amperlampse" for a stubbed toe or a skinned knee. So all those calls went to us... Over time it got so bad that our private contracts started to dry up and we became more reliant on the state.

The fact that we received state money also meant that we were on the disgusting task of running around town and fishing bodies out of ditches, ponds, crawlspaces, etc.

In the dirty south, a body gets super ripe when it's been bobbing around in a drainage ditch in 100 degree heat.
 
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Was in a motorcycle wreck, 4 of us in total went down, 1 didn't make it home.

Jason lost control, slid across the double yellows and was hit by a truck. The 3 of us behind went down in the carnage that followed.

That was a tough site.
 
I've never saved a humans life, but I do feel I save the lives of animals. May seem silly to some or most, but in my career I feel there is a lot to be said for it. Not to belittle the heroes already listed in this thread, there are some amazing stories already posted, but in my own small way I feel like I save lives, even if they do have 4 legs.
 
I haven't done either personally, but one of my teachers saved Seth McFarland's (creator of family guy) life on 9/11. He was doing at RISD and ended up partying with my teacher and overslept his flight that hit the first tower.

And last week the guy remodeling my house found a car crash with two fatalities in the front of his office. I saw the car but the kids were no longer at the scene.
 
I haven't done either personally, but one of my teachers saved Seth McFarland's (creator of family guy) life on 9/11. He was doing at RISD and ended up partying with my teacher and overslept his flight that hit the first tower.

Yeah, your Teacher didn't save anyone's life in that instance. He is a tool for seeking adulation by telling people that.

The reality is that S. McFarland made some choices, and because of those choices he fortuitously wasn't on the plane.
 
Yeah, your Teacher didn't save anyone's life in that instance. He is a tool for seeking adulation by telling people that.

The reality is that S. McFarland made some choices, and because of those choices he fortuitously wasn't on the plane.

You are correcting in saying that he was a tool. Because he was. I just thought it was something fairly interesting to add to this thread.
 
I've never saved anyone (that I know of) but I saw my dad save a 4 year old little girl when I was about 10 years old.
It was dark and rainy and we were in the parking lot at walmart looking for a parking spot.
We saw a mom walking to her car carrying a baby. She had a boy with her that looked like he was about 12-13 and the 4 year old little girl who did not want to hold her hand. The mom was doing the best she could to hold the baby and hold the shirt of the little girl who was actively fighting against her.
They were walking down the aisle to their car when the car in front of us went flying down the aisle and hit the little girl. The girl was flipped around (it happen really fast but it looked like she was rolled around the wheel) then drug about 4 feet before the car let her go. The driver hit their breaks as they realized what happen then floored it. To my knowledge they never caught them.
Luckily my mom was driving that night and my dad (who was former Army and had some medical training) jumped out of the car and ran over to the girl. The girl had stood up and started to take a step and my dad grabbed her and held her tightly to him to stabilize her back and neck until the ambulance got there.
Thank the Lord she only had a few minor cuts and bruises. She ended up in the hospital over night cause she had a UTI and she was dehydrated. But she didn't have any complications from the accident.

That was around 20 years ago but I still remember it like it was yesterday.

As far as dead bodies I've never seen one that was not already prepared by a funeral home. I have seen more than I care to count at funerals though.
 
I found my 86 year old neighbor dead in his yard a few years ago. I still miss him. He reminded me so much of my grandpa.

Can't say I've ever saved anyone's life to my knowledge. Talked a couple friends down who were threatening suicide, but I don't think they'd have gone through with it, since they were actively talking about it. The one friend who didn't threaten suicide just did it & told no one. He just stuck a gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. I wish I had known how he was feeling...
 

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