One very new New York resident has been given a crash course on city living. Kevin, the blogger at Naked Sponge, just moved here a week ago from Canada and he's already jumped into the subway tracks to save a life! Something that could possibly help him in his apartment hunt (nothing says "perfect tenant" like a Post headline calling you a hero). He explains his underground adventure:
See, I was waiting for the L train at 3rd Avenue just minding my own business when this lovely lady in her 50’s decides to peer down the track to see how far away the oncoming train is. You know the one I’m talking about; the one with the 6 foot drop from the platform that leads down to two metal rails? When all of a sudden… she falls over the edge.
She hammers the back of her head on the second rail and goes basically limp. I figure the next train is about 60 second away, so I immediately leap over the edge and basically break all forms of first aid protocol. I quickly weigh the odds - she COULD have a spinal injury that I’m aggravating, but I’m going to assume that a POSSIBLE injury is less dangerous than the CERTAIN DEATH she’s going to face when she gets run over by the L train. So I haul her up on my shoulder, at which point she comes too, and I quickly get her back to the edge and holler at a couple of dudes to grab her arms and pull her up.
He also did some first aid, so it looks like we gained a good one when he moved to town. The woman (who was bleeding a lot from the head) was eventually left in the care of the paramedics, and Kevin has since learned about the whole 3rd rail thing (which he's guessing is what prevented others from diving in to save the woman when she fell). He also learned that while riding a crowded subway car covered in blood...people make room for you.
Here's a guide on where you can get CPR training in the city.
