RESCUE ME!
When two campers were in the wilderness, very strong and avid hikers and outdoors-men, came across a man, down the steep slopes of a drop-off, about 45 feet down, they went into a mode of rescue.
They could not tell if the man was dead or alive. He had obviously slipped and fell, tumbling down the hill with jagged rocks and landed on a flat area with some brush and foliage.
The two campers gave up all of their plans, and without any communication to the outside world, and an hours walk back to the safety of their vehicles, which were parked at the Park Manager''s Office, they made a decision.
Man's natural instincts kick in when they see a fellow human being in trouble. To try to make the trip back to get help may cost time and possibly this man's life, if he is still alive. These two courageous men, knowing the ins and outs of mountain climbing, hiking, and skills of first aid; one is a paramedic, they knew it would take the two of them to reach this man without risking their own lives. If one left to get help, and the other tried to reach the man, he would most likely die.
So they put their plan of action in motion, without hesitation, and geared up to make the forty foot descention, and rigged a lifting device by using their tent, ropes and other equipment. The proceed to descend, using extreme caution, but with the adrenaline pumping through their bodies, they were able to execute the descention very swiftly. The paramedic immediately assessed the condition of the victim, who was fortunately still alive, but unconscious.
After a careful assessment, and trying to get the man to respond, they could tell he was in a semi-conscience state. The two campers executed their rescue as planned, removed the victim from the trap of death, and to safe ground.
The Paramedic worked with the victim while the other camper, wasting no time, headed out for help. He made his way back to the parks manager's office, and reported the incident. When rescue units arrived, they use ATVs with a specially designed cart for such incidents. The camper was able to ride with the rescue unit to direct them to the victim.
Adrenalin still pumping, they reached the victim, barely alive, but heard the commotion and sounds and opened his eyes long enough to see he was being rescued, and gave a brief smile through his face of excruciating pain.
The victim recovered, thanks to the heroic acts of these two individuals; who stated that they did not consider their selves heroes. But they just did what any normal individual would do under the circumstances!
What a remarkable effort by these men, I perceive as heroes.
BUT WHAT ABOUT ME? I HAVE FALLEN FROM THE EDGE OF THE CLIFF, AND LIE HELPLESSLY AT THE BOTTOM, WITH NO WAY OUT!
WHAT ABOUT ME? I HAVE SEEN MANY ABLE BODIED INDIVIDUALS PASS ME BY, JUST TO LOOK AT ME AND SAY, "OH, HE WILL BE OK. HE CAN TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF. WE HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO."
WHAT ABOUT ME? BEGGING FOR MONTHS ON END FOR A LITTLE ASSISTANCE FROM AT LEAST ONE HINDERED ORGANIZATIONS AND INDIVIDUALS, WHO ALL LOOK AT ME AND SAY, SORRY, THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO.
WHERE IS MY HERO? WHERE ARE MY GOOD SAMARITANS?
WHY IS IT THAT WHEN SOMEONE IS IN TROUBLE IN THEIR OWN HOMES, NO ONE GIVES A DAMN?