For the second Saturday in a row, I taught CPR. Last week was at the Y, this week at ISD 196 Black Hawk. Can I just say that I totally enjoyed both classes?
Last week I was able to train in Marissa who had never taught before. She was a delight to work with.
This week, it was just a fun group of women in three different classes, save one.
She walked into CPR for the Professional Rescuer and said, "I can't get on the ground."
Me: "You will need to be on the ground in order to do CPR."
She: "I have arthritis in my knees."
Me: "I have knee pads for you to kneel on."
She: "You don't understand. My knees hurt."
What I want to say and what I actually said at this point were two totally different things. With as much grace and tact as I could . . .
Me: "If you can't get on the ground to do CPR, I can't pass you in this class."
She: "My husband said you would do accommodations."
Me: "I wish you would have called our office. If you can't get on the ground to do CPR, I can't pass you in this class."
She left.
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