JonesersRX7
Registered User
Say hi to him every now and then. Last night was finishing up chest about ready to do back when he was on the Eliptical and said hi.
About 15 minutes later I am doing rack deads and hear a yell/moan, almost like some one pulled a muscle or dropped a weight on their toe. I go to take a drink at the fountain and see a girl running to the aerobics floor with a paniced look. The gym has a track that runs around the outside with the aerobics room glassed off from two sides..
Walk over and it's the same guy who 15 minutes early I just said hi too. He had fallen face first to the wood and they, another guy had walked over before me were trying to role him over and wake him. I put his arm down and then rolled him over and his face was blue and purple with a busted lip and cut across the bridge of his nose.
I made sure someone had called 911 and had the guy standing over him start pumping on his chest and I ran down to see if the gym had a respirator or something as to not put anyones mouth in direct contact with his bloody mouth.. they had nothing.
Ran back up and he was a dark/deep purplish blue. About 8 minutes after this happened the paramedics showed up and put an o2 tube down his throat and kept pumping his chest. They finally put him on a back board and on a girny and then rolled him into the elevator to most likely take him to the hospitol to pronounce him.
He was most likely dead 4 minutes after he hit the ground as thats when we lost his pulse.
I still have visions of his mouth hanging open and his eyes open and seeing his pupils dialate. Keep thinking I could have done something else. I have never seen someone die, let alone touch them and as they were dying.
I am not really sad, but I couldn't sleep much last night, just weird feelings going on and I just wanted to tell my story.
Makes me realize what truely is important in life and how fragile it is...
About 15 minutes later I am doing rack deads and hear a yell/moan, almost like some one pulled a muscle or dropped a weight on their toe. I go to take a drink at the fountain and see a girl running to the aerobics floor with a paniced look. The gym has a track that runs around the outside with the aerobics room glassed off from two sides..
Walk over and it's the same guy who 15 minutes early I just said hi too. He had fallen face first to the wood and they, another guy had walked over before me were trying to role him over and wake him. I put his arm down and then rolled him over and his face was blue and purple with a busted lip and cut across the bridge of his nose.
I made sure someone had called 911 and had the guy standing over him start pumping on his chest and I ran down to see if the gym had a respirator or something as to not put anyones mouth in direct contact with his bloody mouth.. they had nothing.
Ran back up and he was a dark/deep purplish blue. About 8 minutes after this happened the paramedics showed up and put an o2 tube down his throat and kept pumping his chest. They finally put him on a back board and on a girny and then rolled him into the elevator to most likely take him to the hospitol to pronounce him.
He was most likely dead 4 minutes after he hit the ground as thats when we lost his pulse.
I still have visions of his mouth hanging open and his eyes open and seeing his pupils dialate. Keep thinking I could have done something else. I have never seen someone die, let alone touch them and as they were dying.
I am not really sad, but I couldn't sleep much last night, just weird feelings going on and I just wanted to tell my story.
Makes me realize what truely is important in life and how fragile it is...