Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column wishing we had brushed up on our CPR before flying last week.It’s called the “Airplane trance” and we were fully in it, half-unconscious, reading a book and listening to music about 30,000 feet above the Earth. Everything seemed to be going as smooth as one can expect during a flight … until the elderly woman next to us began shaking our shoulder and shouting for help. Our headphones fell to the floor. Our book toppled into the seat in front of us. The man in the aisle seat, who just moments before had asked us for the airline magazine, was grey, not breathing, and looking into the back of his head. Before we knew it, the elderly woman had jumped behind us. We shook the man’s shoulder, and he began emitting an ugly grunting sound, trying to breathe. We stood up in the plane and shouted for a doctor. Unbelievably, an emergency room physician volunteered right behind our seat and began giving orders.The stewardesses put the pillows and blankets down, and rushed for the defribulator and a medical kit. We turned the man over and laid him down (where he vomited all over us), but he still did not start breathing. Then, once he had also rid himself of his bowels, color came back into his skin, his eyes rolled forward, and he let out a gasp of air we will never, ever, forget. That, and the smell. We’ll never forget that smell.The doctor told us the man had taken blood pressure medicine, which had lowered his heart rate to a dangerous level. That, combined with the cabin’s pressure, stopped his heart cold. If you’re ever in that situation, the doctor said, get them on the floor as fast as you can. This will immediately help their circulation and assist the heart.We landed for the emergency in Salt Lake City, a trip that only took 20 minutes, but it seemed like hours. The man walked off the plane and, due to the volume of mess from the man, we found a new seat.Sooner than later, we landed at our destination, walked off the plane, and called a loved one. And, we pledged to enroll in a CPR class as soon as possible.That, and we found a nice, hot shower.***The question of the day comes from Kimberly Trembearth over at Arapahoe Basin. She prompted us with this doozy of a pickle: “Hey guys, on a recent walk around Frisco, I was attacked by a heavy object. It was a rock, but my partner said it was a stone. Can you please tell me the difference between a rock and a stone! And then … were does a pebble fall into all this?”Here’s our crack. Let us know if we’re way off base:Rock: A stone in close contact with the ground. (i.e. Rock and Roll).Stone: A rock being hurtled through the air. (i.e. A stone’s throw.)Pebble: A wee little rock or stone.***It’s Wednesday, and we’re out like a stone. Or a rock. E-mail us at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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