The horror of reality...
I'd forgotten something and walked the two blocks back down to Kuhio Beach. I noticed the full monty of rescue vehicles in front of the Waikiki Police Station and the racks... where we all hang out. Half way there another surfer stopped me and told me that Tania's father, Ray had had a heart attack. I figured he was at the hospital already.
Turning the corner at the public surfboard racks, I saw about 20 police, firemen and emergency personel. As I got closer Ray was lying on the ground. They had put some sort of padded tarp on the ground but he was down. Four or five people were working on him, yelling, "Ray? C'mon, Ray. Ray, Ray." He had been receiving CPR and had been defibed and they continued doing what they do. Finally, there was a pulse. They stuck a tube in his mouth, lifted him up a few inches and slid the stretcher under him. Over his head they fitted a neck brace and began strapping and buckling and securing him. He had an IV as well. Man. You see it in the movies and sometimes, driving by the scene of an accident but to actually be there, when it's a friend. Man. They finally moved Ray to the ambulance and allowed his daughter to ride along. They worked on him for awhile in the ambulance as well.
Ray usually hits the beach about 11:00 a.m. He has to take care of his wife who has advanced Alzheimer’s in the early morning. He meets his daughter Tania who works at a nearby Waikiki hotel every day and they surf together. Ray is in his 70s. Our prayers are with you, Ray.
Live every day like it's your last... it very well could be.
Turning the corner at the public surfboard racks, I saw about 20 police, firemen and emergency personel. As I got closer Ray was lying on the ground. They had put some sort of padded tarp on the ground but he was down. Four or five people were working on him, yelling, "Ray? C'mon, Ray. Ray, Ray." He had been receiving CPR and had been defibed and they continued doing what they do. Finally, there was a pulse. They stuck a tube in his mouth, lifted him up a few inches and slid the stretcher under him. Over his head they fitted a neck brace and began strapping and buckling and securing him. He had an IV as well. Man. You see it in the movies and sometimes, driving by the scene of an accident but to actually be there, when it's a friend. Man. They finally moved Ray to the ambulance and allowed his daughter to ride along. They worked on him for awhile in the ambulance as well.
Ray usually hits the beach about 11:00 a.m. He has to take care of his wife who has advanced Alzheimer’s in the early morning. He meets his daughter Tania who works at a nearby Waikiki hotel every day and they surf together. Ray is in his 70s. Our prayers are with you, Ray.
Live every day like it's your last... it very well could be.
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