People send their kids to school, kids get shot.
People watch batman, they get shot.
People run marathons for charity, they get bombed.
Where is the innocence in the world, is there even good left in us?
Teacher sacrifices her life to save children.
Hollywood cancels premiere and Christian Bale goes to honor victims.
People rush to donate their own blood to help out.
Of course there’s bad in the world, but it doesn’t necessarily outweigh the good.
Explosions went off 30 seconds after Chris Rupe, M.D., finished his first Boston.
As Chris Rupe was reveling in having finished his first Boston Marathon in 4:09, a loud blast roared behind him.
“The explosion happened about 30 seconds after I crossed the finish line,” says the 35-year-old physician who was entered as a charity runner. “My first thought was that maybe there was structural damage, and that as a doctor, I could help.”
With his ears still ringing, Rupe, a surgeon with the Mowery Clinic in Salina, Kansas, made his way back onto the course toward the smoke.
It was a scene of shock, panic and devastation, he says. People were running in different directions, unsure of what to do, where to go.
Rupe scanned the street for injured runners.
A second blast went off.
He watched a group of marathoners sprint away from the scene, seeking safety. He hung back for a second, then continued moving into the crowd.
“I was thinking that something awful was happening,” Rupe says. “There were a ton of people, but it was also well controlled. First responders and Boston staff were already there clearing the area, trying to keep the calm.”
With Rupe looking for a way to help, an EMT directed him to the medical tent away from the finish line at the family meeting area.
Inside, he says, everyone seemed shocked. About 20 to 25 runners were being treated for dehydration and other running-related issues. Shrapnel from the blast had lodged into the arms and legs of a few runners. Rupe worked with the medical team to treat those injuries and prepare the patients for hospital transfer.
Most people injured in the blasts were taken directly to hospitals rather than the medical tent, he says.
Runners and medical staff kept their eyes on the television screen inside the tent that just a half hour ealier had shown images of exhausted but exuberant marathon finishers. As they waited for news, the mood was tense, Rupe says, but there was also a spirit of cooperation.
“In terms of a tragedy, this is horrendous,” say Rupe. “But there was a lot people who helped and worked really hard to make sure that everybody that could be okay was going to be okay. I’m praying for those people who were horribly injured and hopefully they can make it through.”
At a time like this I really like reading stories like this about today.
Always seek out the good.
The Defibrillator Toaster
My mom would be so annoyed… every morning I would run into the kitchen screaming “WE’RE LOSING THEM!!! BEEP BEEP BEEPBEEPBEEP!”
“DON’T YOU DIE ON ME, DAMNIT!!! NURSE, WE NEED 12 CC’S OF CREAM CHEESE, STAT!!!”
He’s bread, Jim.
Time of deliciousness: 7:15 A.M
If we don’t restart his heart , he’s toast!
“Daddy’s in a butter place now, kids.”
Vessels of the Human Brain