Took a friend and her grandson shopping one afternoon, then dropped them off at home.
I went home, hubby was mowing lawn, and for some reason I said I was going back to my friend’s house for a glass of wine.
So glad I did…
The grandson found me in the driveway, said his grandma had a terrible headache! I found her trying to cope, sitting up and not wanting an ambulance. She was having blinding issues, couldn’t see, and I knew it was a brain bleed. I kept her upright in the chair, sent the boy out to watch for the ambulance so he didn’t see her in distress. I kept her talking. The ambulance couldn’t find the house, I called again; half hour later they arrived and took her to the hospital. They were able to stop the bleeding.
I reached her daughter (grandson’s mom), she came. That night I stayed with my friend in the hospital while the daughter went home to gather things for a stay.
Bottom line, my friend recovered enough to stay alive three more weeks, could say goodbye to her family. I visited her several times, too.
To this day, her daughter and I stayed friends, as she was so thankful for whatever made me return that day to see her mom! And to help her son so he didn’t have to deal with the trauma alone.
I’d never done that before…a nudge of fate.
Directly? No, although I’ve called the emergency services several times.
Christmas day, late 1970s, a kid got a new skateboard and spent the morning trundling down the path around the park opposite my parent’s place in Torquay,
Trundle down the hill, stop, walk back up, trundle down again.
Then on one run, instead of stopping, he fell off and went headfirst into a wall.
I ran up to him only to find he was spark-out on the pavement, so I shouted to my dad to call for an ambulance.
The kiddie was kept in hospital overnight but was otherwise okay. His mum and sister came by that evening to thank us. What? All I did was shout at my dad, oh, and tell his grandma not to take his helmet off but to wait and let the paramedics do it when she came barrel-assing down the hill shouting, “is he hurt bad?”
Fuel pipe broke during a jet engine test and the fuel caught fire, so I called over the intercom, “The engine is on fire, we are evacuating, everybody out!,” to be greeted with the response, “Really.”
“Yes you effing moron, there are dirty great plumes of black smoke coming out of the test house intake and exhaust. LEG IT!”, then I called the Fire Brigade.
Oh how we laughed all the way to the laundry to clean our brown-stained trouserings as we crossed the roof with the fire passing underneath us before descending the sturdy old external iron escape ladder.
I came across an unconscious woman by the side of the road. My friend who was driving said, “Should we stop?” Other people had stopped already so I said, “No, there is a garage over there. We’ll go and call for an ambulance instead.”
I thumped my Lovely Cousin on the back several times in a restaurant when she was choking to get her breathing again.
I thumped my Aunt eight times on the back to get her breathing again after she choked when taking a tablet with water. This was after my Lovely Cousin had already thumped her four times on the back. She had a sore back with a large, red hand-print for several days afterwards.
Well done 
I cannot know if I have saved a life or not, but if I chance upon someone in obvious destress health-wise, I cannot pass without offering help. It is all part of being human and also not harden our hearts nor close our hands to the needy. The injunction to heal is for Jews and non-Jews alike. The last time I engaged a heavilly fallen lady, I did all I could until the ambulance arrived and we have been friends since she was discharged from hospital. As it turned out she had a severely lacerated leg from broken bones and also on warfarin, so perhaps my actions did go some way in keeping her alive 
Yes, my next door neighbour. She turned her radio down so I decided not to kill her.
Yes, I stopped talking to them 
I’ve never saved anybodies life, but I’ve made Mrs Foxes life so much more bearable by me being a part of it…
My Daughters aged 18yo did. Two Brahms & List Muppets from Bristol.
Caught in the Rip tide. Swam to them with buoyancy aid. Told them she would accompany & to go with the tide. Which would beach in an adjacent cove.
One Punched her in the head. She left them bleeding. They landed. Never to be seen again. She was told. “Pack in Surf Lifesaving”. And she did. >> que serra serra.
You cant please All the people. All the time. 
Outstanding action on your part @realspeed.
I’ve always wondered whether I’ve been guided to rescue any number of children over the years, or whether it was just the good fortune of being at the right place at the right time. My first day of teaching, I gave the Heimlich maneuver on a 12 y.o. who had choked on an apple and was turning blue. The apple piece shot across the room, which caused his peers to shout, “Cool!” They were referring to the apple not me 
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I’ve used my surfboard to save a few who were drowning (mostly caught in riptides), plucked several toddlers out of the water (invariably their mothers were asleep or close to it while tanning) one was face down, and pulled a couple of kids out of pools who were in trouble. One was stuck under a big floating mats (I hate those things for that reason).
I also saved a dog by giving him mouth-over-the nose resuscitation when he was hit by a car, but I am unsure as to whether he ultimately made it.
Kids’ survival skill are not great. This is why we have to keep them under our roofs for eighteen or so years 
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What is that.
A Couple of drunk blokes at a guess Robin…
Should have left them to swim for it.
Very dangerous for QeS’s daughters… 
(Allegedly) Cockney rhyming slang for p1ssed.
PING. This OT. Is “Shuddering” of. Down Memory Lane.
Not exactly Saving ones Life. But a near miss.
And having a Profound effect. In adult years and Parenting.
For Becoming Involved in Saving/Helping another.
Scenario. 1955.
Two 18yo Student/Apprentices near London.
Coming home from a boxing club. At Uxbridge Underground station…
Half a dozen Teddy Boys. Beating up four USAF airmen.[Girlfriend Probs]
One Policeman trying to stop it.
Who had been knocked to the ground against a wall, Bleeding.
We piled in, Blocking the officer from the Teds.
The cavalry arrived: UK & US Military Police.
With a forearm under my throat, I was pinned to the wall.
AND arrested. Together with the Teds.
Locked up overnight. Magistrate Court next day.
The Original Policeman was hospitalised. Not there to give evidence and spell out the incident.
ALL. Eight youths fined £5.!!
That doesn’t read as Much now. Five weeks’ wages then.
Details with names published in the local rag.
My father went berserk.
Worst was to come THREE years later…
At an RN. Commissioning Process. This being regurgitated from dusty files.
Accepted with a Caveat. That hounded me for Eight years.
“One” “Instinctive”. Micro Good Turn. Thinking “Twice” not an option
Becoming a Long-Term. Unjustified Hindrance.
To my way of thinking, blood doners save lives every time they donate their blood.
Provided first aid to a few, the odds are, they would of survived anyway. Larry’s HUMMV got hit by an RPG and got shrapnel from his hip down. Kept his leg but still drags his foot.
Can’t remember his name, we called him Hollywood because that’s where he was from. A piece of shrapnel bouncing of the armor and hit him in the jaw.
The LT caught a rock in the face from an explosion. He got real good plastic surgery but he didn’t look like he did before.
The only one that I really did save was the kid that drowned in the stock pond. Eyes and lips were blue when I got him out of the pond and performed CPR and he came back. Thought I broke his ribs and told the ambulance when they showed up. He said better broken ribs then dead.
Choking while eating something is what is so often, below is the Video.
I saved my own life by not having the covid jab.
SNAP.
I Nearly Lost Mine.
With the 1st Jab. And never again.
The NHS is quite Cross. !!