Last time, I shared my first 9-1-1 call experience. Well, I did not know that I would call 9-1-1 again any time soon, but it turned out that I was wrong.
Last week, I made a 9-1-1 call again. It happened after sunset, and it began to get dark. I saw someone, a white male in his 40s or 50s, lying on the ground beside a small truck in the parking lot of a nearby Mexican restaurant. There was no other people in the parking lot, and so no one saw or knew that the man was lying there. I did not know what happened to him and whether or not he was dead or alive, so without any hesitation, I made the 9-1-1 before approaching near the man. (Yeah, I am rather careful about everything.) I told the 9-1-1 operator the situation — a man lying on his back on the ground and the location, and then the operator asked me what happened to him and if he was alive or dead. I said, "I don’t know." As I approached closer to the man, I noticed his chest was moving up and down. Hence, I told the operator, "Wait! I think he is alive because he is still breathing." Then, I felt safe to get near him. (Because if he was dead and I got too close, I might mess up the crime scene. But now, he was not dead, so I was less concerned about it.) In short, the operator kept on asking many other questions, which I did not really know, but the man was probably having a seizure. Fortunately, nothing was life threatening. … (Skipping unimportant details) At last, several emergency workers come to the scene to check on the man, and I left those workers to take care of the man and situation and headed back to the house.
I think I will not hesitate to call 9-1-1 again if the situation is required. It is the least that I can help. :)