September 25, 2007

Life Imitates Film

I had Webelos yesterday, just the standard three in our den in addition to Ringo and Bones attending just so I could keep an eye on them.

I have to say, those three Webelos frickin’ wear me out. By the time we’re finished, I need a damn nap. It is 20 questions fired at maximum speed with every conversation taking place at a word per minute rate that I cannot even calculate. We have to meet once a week now as they talk so much that it takes me forever to get through our project.

I know. You are thinking why not tell them to shut up. But they have been in school all day where they’ve had to sit still and be quiet and I don’t want Webelos to be an additional hour of that. So I bring great snacks, let them wander some and let them talk, as long a we take turns and its on topic, and I just hear… way too many stories about home.

This lesson was on first aid. We’re going for the Readyman badge, on our way to achieve the Arrow of Light, the only badge you can wear on your Boy Scout uniform from Cub Scouts.

I now know that one of my Webelo’s grandfather was an A-7 pilot (I knew this as I actually know his grandfather) who had to eject once and broke his back. I did not know that detail.

I heard stories of traffic accidents of puking of poison scares… of everything... concerning nearly every member of the family.

Slowly, gently, I’d pull them back down to the topic at hand as I discussed how to stop blood flow in an emergency, when to move an accident victim (only if their life is in danger such as if they are in a fire) and so on. With each of these topics, I’d get the ‘what if’ scenario.

“What if their head was almost cut off?” Reply: Well, chances are they’d be dead. Next question.

“What if there a bad guys waiting for you outside the fire and when you leave…” Yeah. Fun.


So we got to the part on mouth to mouth, and I explained what all had to be done, using Bones as an example. Mr. Drama loved that, as I laid him out flat and showed how to open the airway. He lay there acting like a fish out of water.

After letting Bones get up and play, we went through the explanation, everything in the Cub Scout manual, the opening of the airway, the pinching of the nose, and then I got to the part where you are mouth to mouth with the non-breathing and…

Little 10 year old Joshua looks at the other boys and says quietly to them, “This is the part where you hope it’s a cheerleader.”

Gah! He DID NOT just say that! NO! I had visions of The Sandlot where that little boy, who was probably about 10, fakes drowning so the pretty young blonde lifeguard could give him mouth to mouth.

Good Grief.

Posted by Boudicca at September 25, 2007 08:23 PM | TrackBack

About a month ago I took my daughter into a 24 hours clinic and they had the Sandlot playing. The drowning scene played during our wait time. My seven year old understood why the guy faked his drowning. GAH!

Posted by: Amy at September 25, 2007 09:37 PM

LOL - well think of it this way... I read not too long ago that they may be changing the entire method of resuscitation! It's a method being studied and was proposed (by a nurse from Purdue University!) which involves abdominal compressions... that's it!

Until it becomes the norm though - you'll have boys just waiting to give mouth-to-mouth to the cute cheerleaders. LOL.

Posted by: Teresa at September 25, 2007 10:42 PM

Daughter took a lifeguarding class a few years ago, and they had to take turns pretending to "drown", so the others could "rescue" them. She was beaming because apparently she did a very good imitation of being an "active" drowner (the kind that kick and flail and drag others down with them). These emergency simulations really do bring out the drama queens!

Posted by: Peggy U at September 26, 2007 02:08 AM

Great.. I don't need this... my boys have 5 more years to go...

Posted by: vw bug at September 26, 2007 05:24 AM

Amy- Gah! You are in TROUBLE when he is 10!

Teresa- Wow. I hadn't read that. I think I'd be afraid of that, that someone would break my sternum or rupture an organ or something. Someone overzealous and full of adrenaline. Not that the thought of mouth to mouth thrills me. I can't think of anything much worse than having a stranger vomit in my mouth... which is why I have that mouth cover thing. Blech.

I think that if they boys realized there was potential for vomit, they'd think the cheerleaders were icky too. ;-) Just my thought... but I didn't want to tell them gory details of potential ickiness.

Peggy- Oh Bones would be right up there with your daughter! He told me he wants to be an actor. Its like living with Jim Carrey at times. It does exhaust me however...

VW- we're just greasing the skids for you. ;-)

Posted by: Bou at September 26, 2007 06:39 AM

Great preview. I've got EIGHT Webelos for the first Den Meeting Monday night...

Posted by: Ogre at September 27, 2007 09:55 AM