In December 2025, our dad — healthy, active, no warning signs, no cardiac history — went into sudden cardiac arrest at home. Our mom was there when it happened.
A year earlier, she’d taken a CPR class through her company. One of those workplace trainings most people figure they’ll never use. That morning, she did.
With a 911 dispatcher on the line, she started compressions right there at home. Hands on chest, keeping blood circulating and oxygen flowing to the brain — until the EMTs arrived and took over. Her training saved his life.
At the same time he was admitted to the cardiac ICU, another patient arrived in sudden cardiac arrest. That person did not survive. We’ve never forgotten that. The distance between our family’s outcome and theirs was measured in seconds, in training, in someone being ready — and it’s why we do what we do.