Via Drudge: April Bradley was just starting her shift that afternoon as a delivery driver for Panera Bread. She went to clock in after grabbing a drink cup for her brother, who headed to the dining room to fill it but quickly returned to tell her that someone was passed out in the back of the restaurant.
When they got to Ogburn, who she immediately recognized as a regular, he was splayed out on the carpet and “his face was just like – ooooooo,” she shivers at the thought. “Dark purple – it was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen.” She picked up the phone and dialed 911, at 4:17 p.m.
The response to the call came faster than anyone could have imagined.
Maybe a football field away, Charlotte Mecklenburg Police Officer Lawrence Guiler had just finished tending to a minor accident and was in his cruiser about to get back on the road.
“I was leaving that report, made the left in the Harris Teeter parking lot, and the call came out for a male in cardiac arrest at the Panera Bread,” Guiler says. “I look up, and the Panera Bread is right there. So, immediately, I just told our dispatch, ‘Hey, I’m right here, put me on the call,’ and I went in to find him on the ground.”
“It was a bad situation. It was really bad.”
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4 comments:
The big issue will be long-term brain damage.
Quite the story. Big Happy Ending.
"The big issue will be long-term brain damage."
I doesn't really slow me down. I'm dealing with it fine.
Most often it isn't a happy ending. My best friend, I believe died from an idiopathic heart condition last March. Just walking down the stairs, and fell over dead before he even hit the landing down below. No rhyme or reason, just dead at 46.
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