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Passing defibrillator salesman, RNs save heart attack victim in Missouri crash
“It looked like he was a goner,” said Santa Barbara City Councilman Brian Barnwell, who was among the 300 people attending the $250-a-plate event.
Several doctors in attendance immediately began working on the man ane revived him by performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
Paramedics then took him to a hospital where he recovered.
Man Suffers Heart Attack In Room Full Of Cardiologists
A driver who suffered a heart attack and crashed into a guardrail was saved by a defibrillator salesman and two nurses who happened to be passing by.
The salesman, Steve Earle, was transporting an automated external defibrillator, a device used to shock the heart into a normal rhythm.
“When I saw what was happening, I jumped out and instinctively grabbed the AED, just in case,” Earle told KSDK-TV of St. Louis.
(thanks, kevin!)

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