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My major take-away from the entire experience is to call 911 on a land line! Attending the class also informs me of how much I just DON'T know about CPR and first aid. In other words, it reinforces my sense that I would be fairly inept.
So, why, then, do I put myself through these three hours of scintillating information?
On more than one occasion, I wish that I had extensive training or that I knew outdoor/wilderness first aid. In the meantime, however, despite my poo-pooing whatever I may or may not learn during the training, I actually do have some faith that I might know how to react in case of an emergency, even if it is theoretical knowledge at this point. Therefore, I might be able to respond appropriately. At the very least, I might stay calm and not freak out. At the very least, I'll know how to call 911!
And, the other thought is that this training, in one way or another, is some sort of social responsibility. Since I have the opportunity to take the class, with no charge to my person, I really owe it to myself, people I know, and even people that I don't know, to have this very general knowledge.
Whether I have to use it or not is another question altogether! Our instructor even said that he hadn't ever performed CPR on a person, and then he followed up that statement with "Thank goodness!".
To be honest, I hope that I won't have to respond to a situation, but I also hope that, if the situation should arise, that I'll know HOW to deal with it.