In one place I know, there is an AED contained (we think, expect, hope) in a closed steel box bolted to the wall outside the Village Hall. To access the AED you have to punch in a series of buttons on the security lock. To get the code you need to call the number given on the box, whereby (presumably) someone will answer giving you the code - and, who knows, words of advice and (or) encouragement.
I'll leave it to you to list the number of things that may (and undoubtedly someday
will) go wrong there ... but let's start with:-
"What if I don't have my cell-phone with me"?
As I may have mentioned before, I believe it would be far better if "everyone" (
eg, school kids) were taught CPR (and, or that matter, basic First Aid). That way, perhaps we would have less drama when people actually need help; and fewer idiots running around like headless chickens screaming "OMG! OMG!" (or whatever).
Meanwhile, the last time I (as a mere passer-by) stopped to assist an elderly gentleman who had tripped over a curb, it seemed that all the other folk around (it was a busy day in a small seaside town) were interested in was taking our picture on their [censored] smartphones! Then, blow me, when the First Responder (ambulance car) turned up - hailed from the shop the guy had just visited - we (and especially the "patient") had to wait while she took an "urgent" call (yeah, an urgent "social" call that is - as I was right next to her). Was I impressed? I'll leave you to guess. No doubt you can also guess who it was who heaved the old guy into the back seat of the Skoda estate.
