This Wednesday began like any other random Wednesday during the month of March; garden-variety, standard-issue, very uncommonly common.
Wednesday – otherwise known as the mid-week “high-five” in celebration of successfully navigating the beginning of the week.
Wednesday is often favored as the official “mid-point” of the week prior to the slow roll towards the weekend.
The thing about the Wednesday in question, is all regular days have the ability to be something more.
Some are even labeled special.
On a “special” Wednesday, every single thing just happens to go “right.” Instead of following the natural order of the Universe, a special Wednesday flips the switch from standard to exceptional.
And all in a matter of seconds. Or rather, less than seven minutes.
Regardless of the fact the fabled nursery rhyme Monday’s Child, proclaims that “Wednesday’s child is full of woe,” some Wednesdays are created to offer hope. A phenomenon. Dare to say, some Wednesdays happen to create a miracle?
And miracles usually don’t keep a schedule.
In fact, typically, miracles operate undercover, just out of sight. And only when hope is beginning to pack an overnight bag, a miracle arrives on the scene, chasing away despair, and offering hope a front seat.
Mostly, we expect a miracle to happen to someone far, far away, or within the scenes of a fantastical whimsy plot found on a Netflix Romcom. It isn’t very often that extraordinary miracles happen on regular days to regular folks.
Thankfully for the following story however, a miracle placed itself front and center, demanding the attention of everyone who assumed “just another Wednesday” was about to take place.
On this particular routine “Hump-Day”, a regularly scheduled meeting requested the presence of company management.
The meeting was scheduled to begin shortly. Managers began arriving. One manager was standing in the lobby and noticed another manager walking toward the building.
“Standard” Wednesday still in action – yet the shift was but seconds away.
There was a gasp, then a loud exclamation.
Confusion washed over.
What was the source of the gasp?
An immediate investigation revealed the manager who was walking toward the building was suddenly and mysteriously lying on the pavement. He was eerily still.
Brain synapsis began firing.
This was NOT NORMAL Wednesday behavior. Not normal at all.
When first presented with an atypical situation, the brain has a very unique way of presenting scenarios. Why is this person not moving? Why is he on the ground? What is the source of this irregular behavior?
Like ants charging off their hill to investigate a sudden change in territory or to ward off an intruder, bystanders acted much like an army of ants and went into high alert.
Immediate assessments were made over the downed man.
Orders were shouted. People raced into action. This “normal” Wednesday instantly pivoted into “action” Wednesday. The race against the clock began as heroic efforts to literally pump life back into the downed man commenced.
The ability to step into an emergency and ACT is one thing.
The ability to step into an emergency and react like a human textbook is entirely another.
Attending class sessions and practicing on a mannequin in a controlled environment does not an emergency reaction make. Taking those learned skills and transplanting them to the concrete pathway outside takes initiative, grit, bravery, and the uncanny ability to remain 1000% focused on the task at hand; performing CPR while a life is literally hanging in the balance.
Much to the serendipity of the downed man, he escaped peril on this regular-turned-miracle Wednesday because of the swift and expeditious actions of several persons – who just happened to be regularly CPR/AED certified. Add to the mix one temporary employee who recently passed her nursing examination and the recipe for a miracle was in play.
From the time emergency services were initially contacted until their imminent arrival was less than seven minutes.
Things you can do in less than seven minutes may include emptying the dishwasher, sorting through the daily mail, taking out the trash, or making a sandwich. The time it takes for a fire truck to arrive from station to victim is also less than seven minutes.
And in those seven minutes, a group of colleagues, plus one courageous stranger turned an average Wednesday into an extraordinary one. A miracle.
And all on a Wednesday that began very regular but ended marking a date on the calendar that will be celebrated for years to come.
It is with enormous relief to report the BBCA employee has safely returned to work. As he was welcomed him back, there were many hugs – and more than a few tears of joy – all around. Later, while shared his survival story with a family member, the family member was so inspired that she set the wheels in motion at her own workplace to facilitate CPR training sessions.
If there is a single takeaway from this life-saving story, it’s this – get CPR/AED certified. If your company will not sponsor you – then take the action steps needed to do so on your own.
You never know when a regular day will turn miraculous simply by the actions taken.
The BBCA sponsors employees to maintain CPR/AED certifications every two years. The four employees who acted in this life-saving event have been nominated to receive the Phoenix Award. From the BBCA: Wilson Cypher, Lorvena Dorvilus, Bill Lynn, Jennifer Moening, and Katie Walters, and from ProCon General Contractors, Ashley Martin. The Phoenix Award ceremony will be held at the Bonita Bay Community Activities Center on Wednesday, April 21st.
Written by Katie Walters