Needing a map

The philosophy and otherwise irrelevant ramblings of a struggling poet.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

So, yesterday we had a field trip ... Sorry... Community outing for our class. While riding the city bus to the Xeriscape gardens, we stopped in front of the mall. A man two rows in front of us, dropped something onto the floor and bent over to pick it up. (Or so I thought.) Within a second or so I saw his legs shaking. I thought he was just stretching further than he should, but he didn't stop shaking. I jumped up and went over and he was having a grand mal seizure. He was foaming at the mouth and shaking all over. The teacher in my classroom came up and kept his legs from getting banged up on the seats and I had to try to keep him from hitting his head too hard on the wall. He had a seizure for about 3 minutes. During the course of this, the bus driver left the bus to mingle with the folks outside. Imagine his embarrassment when he came back in and found that it wasn't one of our kids that had been having the seizure, but one of his passengers.

The bus driver went through is pockets and found his ID and eventually phone numbers for his parents. It took us about 15 minutes to wake him up enough for him to know what was happening to him.

All in all, our kids were very well behaved under the circumstances. And it was a much more interesting trip than we thought it would be.

1 Comments:

  • At 10:30 PM, Blogger Brian said…

    he's really probably lucky that you guys were there and not just the regular bunch of drunks on the bus.

     

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