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Yes...

Sounds like you did the right thing there buddy,

after all...you lved to tell the tale.

You got pretty close to becoming a victim yourself....

If that means you did succed....i'm glad.

To answer your question, no: I have never tried to save a life. HOWEVER, I have been the recipient of the EFFORTS to save a life. It was 3.5 years ago, and my best friend, her daughter, and my ex-husband all "conspired" to save MY life, does that count??

"In the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his trade;
and he carried the reminder,
of every bloke that laid him down,
or clept him 'til he cried out,
in his anger and his shame:
I am leaving, I am leaving,
But the fighter still remains!"

YEP!!

yes i have saved my best friends life..it was about a 8 ago and we were out...i knew that he had been doing drugs but something happened one night...he just passed out and stopped breathing and wasnt answering me...so i started doing cpr on him

now he been drug free for about 6 months and is doing well

There was the time that a man who owed me money was drowning and about to die. But I let him up.......does that count?


I just playin bad! I'm a nice guy.....don't you forget it!

I don't know if this qualifies as saving a life but I held a guys guts in after he was stabbed over a video camera. He had that look. He was a big guy, a bouncer at our favorite hang out. He was usually the one taking care of me, and there I was taking care of him. Oh so vary scary! He was in the hospital for a week.

yes

Yes, I was in San Francisco sitting on Ocean beach watching the sun go down and was also watching a lone surfer... he came off of a wave and I didn't see him come back up... the area is notorious for rip tides and every year several people drown. I kept watching for him but couldn't see him and then saw the empty board a ways out. I swam out to the board and used it to search the area and managed to find the surfer. He was unconscious and floating face down in the water, I managed to pull him halfway onto the surfboard and got him back into shore, he wasn't breathing and I performed CPR on him... it took about 4 minutes before emergency services arrived and yes, he survived.

About 12-13 years ago, I was in a public swimming pool, sitting by it actually, just taking in the sun and sipping my iced coffee...

This young boy, he couldnt have been older than 10 years old, he was diving to the botom (3 meters deep) and collecting coins - something many kids like to do. He had been down there for a bit longer this time and i noticed that at some point. The first couple of momments i didnt really realize what was happening but when it did struck me, i startled my friends with a "that boy is drowning!" shout.

When i brought him to the surface, he was all blue and not breathing. The lifeguard was already there and he pulled him up, gave him CPR and he started breathing again. He saved his life - i wouldnt know how to do CPR myself back then - but i did help and that felt good, still does.

having just finneshed my first aid i did cpr on aguy in in the arny for ahalf hour till medivac arrived i think the crew saved him a weak ago i wouldnt have known what to do

yes i have looked into the eyes of my alcholic sister and wanted to save her life and she does too,but is unable to see the problem. she declines any help from family or doctors. I can give CPR i have first aid and will do this without question.
but my sister refuses any help. I wish to save her life.

Thank you for your replies and stories,
We have brave people amongst us,
to save a life is a great thing.

I guess i should describe my experience at this stage.
It was about ten years ago, me and a friend were out
walking in the Derbyshire hills.
In fact we were at a spot called Derwent Valley where
in WW1 the lancaster squadrons practiced for the
famous 'Dam Busters' raid, the dam at Derwent being
very similar to their target in the Ruhr Valley.

Anyway we were sat by the side of the reservoir when
we noticed a man walking along the parapet of the dam.
He then tried to climb around one of the towers that are
situated either side of the dam.
Then we saw him fall into the reservoir.
At this point there seemed no cause for concern, he was
about thirty metres from the shore and close to the dam
wall. But to our horror it became obvious he was in trouble.
This is when something kicks in, or in the case of many
onlookers at the scene it doesnt.
From where we were to this hapless soul was about two
hundred metres with only a small fence to negotiate.
I wasted no time in reaching the top of the dam above
the despairing man only to realise he was well out of my
reach about three metres below me.
Desperate, i climbed over the dam wall and down towards
him.
I remember his cries so clearly, "help me, i cant swim"
I knew not to jump in the water, although for a split second
it crossed my mind. He was a big man, i am not at my best
in water, i knew he would have pulled me under.
I told him it would be ok, i would get him out. I climbed down
the vertical wall to the waters edge. the rock was wet and very
slippery but i managed to get a reasonable hold with one hand
on a dry piece of rock.Stretching my leg out i told him to grab
my foot.
His fingers wrapped around my foot but he could not hold on
and he slipped under the water.
I will never forget the look of terror in his eyes as he disappeared
below the surface. I know now that had he been able to hold on
to my foot, he would not have let go, pulled me from the my hold
and most probably we both would have drowned.
By now his wife and two children had appeared at the top of the
dam. She was hysterical, i remember she said something that
seemed strange at the time. She said, "he cant have drowned,
hes got the car keys," the situation was hopeless at that point
and i started to cry.
The police later confirmed my fears, if i had of jumped in they
would have most likely been dealing with a double fatality.
The divers could not attempt to recover his body till the following
week as the pumping stations at the dam had to be turned off
first, the police said he was probably pulled under this way.
I found out at the inquest he could in fact swim and that he had
just worked an eighteen hour shift but still found the time to take
his family for what should have been a great day out.
This tragic episode still torments me to this day.

There is a moral to this story and that in fact is why i am
writing it.
I f you ever find yourself in a similar situation
STOP...if only for a few seconds.
THINK...look at the available options.
You see, had i of done this, i would have seen and maybe
made used of the objects around me, tree branches, wooden
fence etc. The irony of it was, i had about 100mtr of climbing
rope in my car not far away, if only i'd have had my pack with
me at that time.
But more to the point, if only i had stopped for a moment to
THINK!!!!!

Well, if ever there is a next time...I certainly will.

Hello good friend of a good friend x x x
I was fifteen years old as I watched my friend drown. I swum into the North Sea in October to try and save him. I almost reached him, it must have been inches but a sandbank gave way as I stood up and I panicked. The coastguard took forty five minutes to reach the scene during which time I watched my friend cling on to a rubber dinghy and then let go as it flipped in the waves. His body was found in fishermen’s nets six months later. I had to appear in court, which was very harrowing as an accidental death verdict was given. I have never forgiven myself for what happened and it has had a huge impact on my life.
It is a harsh lesson to all children messing around in the sea with rubber dinghies that are no better than toys.
Esperella x x x x

Esperella, thats a harrowing story, especially
for someone so young at the time.
You did try though, you put your own life in
danger, i salute your courage.
It is, as you said impossible to put behind
you as every now and again for some reason
it comes back to haunt you.

Aaawww poor you two.. thats horrible.

I found two boys drowning once.. well one of them was already doing a dead mans float..

I wrote about it a little on Gillys thread once.. here it is.. sorry I thought it was easier than rewriting it.

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(When I was about 14-15)

It was terrifying, (!!) I swam out.. (quite a long way) pulled the *drowning* one in first, gave him to a lady on the beach, then went back for the one doing a dead man's float. (yanno the face down thing)

I brought him back in and pulled him up onto the beach and gave him to my mum (who had by then came running over) and this other lady..

They gave him mouth to mouth and heart massage etc.. I remember loads of white foam coming out of his nose and mouth.. then ambulance man (who had arrived by then).. said it was was the reaction between the oxygen and salt water in his lungs.

anywayy.. he DID live in the end.. but it scared the pants off me.

I remember frantically trying to remember the chest compressions to breaths.. 30 to 2.. then 15 -1 .. and singing Nelly the Elephant to get the pace right.

A happy ending Claire, thats great

I bet you've shown the sea great respect since
that day.