Frieda's Story

Frieda buckled her baby into his high chair and poured some cereal onto the tray. She watched her son laughing as he put each cereal puff into his mouth. Then he stopped breathing. In a split second, a regular, carefree moment turned into one of stress and panic.

No one else was home. Without missing a beat, Frieda sprung into action and started performing the techniques she had learned just a few months earlier: thrusts on the back until the baby begins to breathe again. She continued until the baby spit up, and a wave of relief washed over her. But then she saw that he still wasn’t breathing. With tears and determination in her eyes, she continued with the thrusts, a little harder this time. A minute later, the piece of cereal come out. Her son began breathing again. She never hugged him harder than that day as tears turned to joy—her baby was okay.