How to Get a Free T-Bone Steak

Last night, Jason and I went on a much-needed date night. We just wanted to go out and have a nice dinner together-just the two of us. I can't remember the last time we did that...quite awhile even before Ben was born. So we pull into the parking lot to eat at Kobis, a Japanese steakhouse. But we changed our minds and headed down the road to Longhorn Steakhouse. We were both craving a good juicy steak.
Everything is good until we are in the middle of ordering our meal. I'm telling the waitress what I want and she looks up to the booth behind us and wrinkles her nose and goes, "oooh!" I glance behind me and see a man trying to give this (blue) elderly man the Heimlech Manuever. I go into nurse adrenaline mode and rush over there. There is utter chaos for a few seconds and I quickly realize the man is not just choking...he's in full respiratory arrest (blue, not breathing). We get him on the ground and there are about 5 of us nurses around him. One starts mouth-to-mouth, another starts compressions, and the rest of us are checking for a pulse, yelling for 911, and coaching the ones working on him. It didn't look good there for awhile...the man was clearly not breathing and had no pulse. We got him back only to have him stop breathing/lose his pulse again. And his grown daughter behind me is yelling and crying, "Daddy! Don't die on me, Daddy!" Thankfully, he started breathing again a few minutes before the ambulance got there, and I'm hoping that he is still okay.
After everything calmed down after the paramedics left with him, the manager came over to thank me for assisting in helping with him. And we got our meal for free (except for the alcohol-which I needed after all of that). So we had quite an exciting and cheap T-bone steak dinner for our date night.
Other than witnessing and responding first to a big car wreck back in Tulsa when we were first married, I've never had to respond to something like that in public. When I worked in Cardiac ICU in Tulsa, I was a Code Blue nurse...meaning if there was a code anywhere in the hospital and I had the code pager that night-I went to the code and "ran" it. So I've seen many a cardiac or respiratory arrest, and know what to do instantly. Although the CPR we did last night was effective, it wasn't the correct way to do it. They would do a few slow compressions, stop and check on him, do a few more slow compressions, then "oh-let's give him a breath". I was like, "Hello! He's not breathing! Give him a breath! Keep doing compressions!" There was way too much stopping and discussing in my opinion and not enough of following the CPR guidelines. But since there were 5 of us, it was a little crazy. Like I said, it was effective in that he did start breathing again.
So here's my soapbox: I firmly encourage every person to be certified in CPR especially if you have children. Before Abby was born, I made Jason and his mom get recertified in CPR. You never know when you will need to use that knowledge.