Call Emergency Services If You're Having A Heart Attack

Call emergency services if you're having a heart attack

Attempting 'cough CPR' on yourself is wrong: call emergency services instead while you're still conscious.

bhf.org.uk

Could something called ‘cough CPR’ save my life?

Our medical expert debunks the 'cough CPR' myth which claims you can help yourself by coughing vigorously if you?re having a heart attack.

(See my previously reblogged post.)

the tsundere trap - cha eunwoo x reader - day 10

My boyfriend was so nice most of the time, but occasionally his tsundere tendencies would surface and surprise me.

'Baby what's wrong?'

i looked up from my iPad that I had propped onto its side on my bed. I was currently encased under 3 blankets, after eating a huge dinner.

'What do you mean? I'm enjoying myself.' I couldn't help the slight whine in my voice.

'Baby...' Cha Eunwoo's smooth voice sent shivers down my body, despite having dated for awhile.

'Does my girl,' he paused as her grabbed my ticklish waist.

'Need motivation,' he dug his hands in further, now no longer tickling me, but leaving me with... other feelings.

'To finish her work?' He punctuated the final word with a quick kiss.

'Yes baby,' I breathed out, fogging my glasses.

'Good. Take my photo and get back to work.' The bloody oaf smirked and stood back up.

I sat up and gasped.

'YA!'

you're mine noona - pt 1 - cha eunwoo x reader - day 13 [smut]

Warning: smut (18+ only)

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You had killed his mother. That's what everybody thought, at least, including Cha Eunwoo.

His dark eyes bored into your own as he strode down the long hallway in your father's mansion. You couldn't help but feel the electricity between you two that was always firing, but it felt especially inappropriate on the day of your step mother's funeral.

All you did was walk in on her stashing cash in her big Louis Vuitton purse from your father's desk last weekend, and she had a heart attack then and there. But she had cursed you out as you tried to tell the ambulance crew, your father, and Eunwoo what was happening, and the rest was history. Your father had married this woman just last year, yet somehow he believed her over you every single time.

Your breath then hitched as you could feel the other mourners' judgemental stares land on you. You turned abruptly, and reached for the door closest to you. It turned out to be the laundry room.

You breathed out and in while resting your forearms against the cold glass of the lastest washing machine. The gentle rhythm of the wash the housekeeper had put on soothed you. Your too-tight black dress felt tight, especially in the chest area. You could feel a sense of panic starting to rise in you.

The door opened behind you with a snick, and you felt a large presence at your back.

'What are you doing here, Noona?' His words were innocent enough, but his voice held barely controlled anger.

Before you could turn around, his arms grabbed you around your torso. One big hand splayed out over your slightly rounded abdomen, while the other held your shoulder in a loose grip.

'Eunwoo, we can’t do this again! Not here, not now,' you whisper-yelled as best as you could.

Suddenly, you were airborne, pantyless, and sitting on the rocking washing machine. Eunwoo's gaze never left yours, and you were mesmerized as he pulled down the front of your dress and pulled out both breasts.

'Youre breathing hard, Noona. Looks like you're ready for a ride.' Eunwoo's rough voice held dark promise.

'I'm not-' You lost my train of though as Eunwoo bit your earlobe and massaged your breast. ''I, I'm not your noona.' You breathed out. One of your hands that was initially halfheartedly pushing him away was now somehow caressing his shoulder.

Your words and gentle touch for whatever reason calmed him down. 'Noona, I'm going to enter you now, okay?'

Your eyes met his, and the decision was made. 'Okay,' you breathed out.

You closed your eyes, expecting him to continue with breakneck speed. But now all you felt was the rocking of that damned washing machine you were sitting on.

Only when you opened your eyes, did you see Cha Eunwoo was now at an arm's length away. 'Oh Noona, looks like we have a lot of room to play.' He drawled, then with a withering smirk, turned on his heel and walked away.

You looked down at your half naked self, and for the first time, felt a deep sense of anger. You won't let them keep pushing you around, you vowed to yourself.

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Pt 2: https://www.tumblr.com/blowingcookies/747331518085693440/youre-mine-noona-pt-2-cha-eunwoo-x-reader?source=share

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I accomplished the following today!:

✔️ 2.5 questions done (out of 120 to do, total); >5 emails so I could get my PSG done

✔️stuck to my diet, did a long walk, cleaned and organised my room

If I get 30 questions done tomorrow, write an email for my accomodation, and am able to organise my desk, I'll write a pt 2 😁

Thanks for reading and being part of my motivation!!!

insecure (big glasses energy pt 2) - cha eunwoo x reader - day 12

My hand was lazily tracing up and down my boyfriend's back while we were walking through a museum in Edinburgh. I was surreptitiously mumbling the origins, insertions, and innervations of the back muscles I had memorised that day.

'Ya!'

Cha Eunwoo suddenly turned his massive body towards me, brows furrowed. I gulped, becoming nervous.

'Sorry baby, am I bothering you?'

Cha Eunwoo breathed in deeply, closing his eye. 'I haven't studied that yet,' he stage whispered.

I held his face in both of my hands, and then went up on my tiptoes to give the big lug a quick peck. 'Let's go back and study then!'

'But Noona, I'm usually the one to...' he trailed off.

I raised an eyebrow, and took my hands back to cross them on my chest. 'What do you mean, Eunwoo?'

He sighed and hung his head. 'What use am I to you if I'm not perfect all the time?'

'Hey, hey, hey!' I stepped even closer to him, and burrowed my head under his so I could awkwardly make eye contact. 'We're in this together!'

I could see his eyes crinkle up in a good way, so I kept going. 'Some days you'll be in charge, and other days it'll be me. We're a team!'

Cha Eunwoo's big strong arms banded around my waist in that deliciously familiar way, right in the middle of the museum. I realised that we were becoming an obstacle for the other visitors, so I began wiggling to try and get out of his hold. He wasn't letting me though.

'Okay, sounds good baby,' he murmured as he kissed my forehead. 'But for the love of god...'

I whipped my head up so fast the overhead lights blinded me.

'Pleeeeease stop tickling me.'

I giggled, and then managed to pull us closer to the side so we could look like we were still interested in the paintings around us.

'Sorry, my love, it's the only way I can learn my anatomy.' I said this casually, but inside I was brimming with glee, glancing at god knows what protrait in front of me.

I felt his warm breath on my ear. 'Sure, and then you'll have something to look forward to when we get home.' Unfortunately, since I was ticklish too, I already knew my punishment. Fortunately, usually ended with a lot of laughs and... other things.

I giggled some more, too shy to look him in the eyes at this point, as he pulled me towards the exit.

broool I almost cried when sooho was crying on the rooftop 😭😭😭😭

He was such a sad boy!!

But I loved that while Ju Gyeong was there for him, she was also careful with her romantic feelings for him afterwards. I really admire her for both her strength and her kindness. 💜

Her reaction made Sooho realise that he can be sad, but it doesn't excuse his at times cruel behaviour.

Tbh, I identify so strongly with both characters!!

When he pushes his cheek up with his fist...

[7/∞]