What's it like to help in a medical emergency in a public place? Jennifer Freeston was in a train station when a man had a heart attack
- By: Jennifer Freeston
Just when the stress of medical exams seemed a world away, I found myself rapidly needing to recall knowledge and techniques I had learnt on plastic models months previously, and there was considerably more at stake than just passing an exam.
It was a bright February afternoon as I headed to the train station in Edinburgh. My boyfriend was taking me away for the weekend to the highlands. I had just finished my fourth year exams in psychiatry and neurology. I was tired and looking forward to the tranquillity of the Scottish countryside.
The station was buzzing with rush hour commuters. I was running late, and all the ticket machines were out of order. I had no option but to join the crowded queue on the other side of the station to buy my ticket.
I scanned the rows of people queuing, and my eyes were drawn to a man