Practice
Story Summary and Content - 4,834 words. As promised, Holly teaches Ginnie CPR. Semi-explicit sex. 🏳️🌈
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“I really like your place.” Ginnie stood in Holly’s living room, eyeing the exposed brick and large windows. “Though I bet it gets cold in here in the winter!”
“It does.” Holly slipped her arm around Ginnie’s waist. Ginnie was wearing a soft, long tank top and a pair of leggings, and she felt nice pressed against her. “I have a lot of blankets. Was it a long trip on the bus?”
“Only because I was impatient.” Ginnie turned into Holly and tipped her face up to the light.
Holly dipped her head, pressing her lips to Ginnie’s. She ran her fingers into the silk of Ginnie’s hair and heard her make a soft noise of satisfaction. When they ended the kiss, Ginnie’s eyes traveled across Holly’s face and her hand came up tentatively to rest over Holly’s heart.
“The bruises are all gone?” Ginnie asked, her voice soft.
“Faded away. Nothing hurts. I feel normal.” Holly arched an eyebrow at Ginnie, her tone light despite the serious nature of the conversation. “What about you?”
“I’m fine. I take my beta blocker like I’m supposed to and go to my cardiology appointments. Everything looks fine. She said I probably won’t be on those forever.” Ginnie leaned her head against Holly’s shoulder. “I’m supposed to get regular exercise, so I started running again.”
“I can help you get exercise,” Holly said, her voice wry.
“That sounded dirty.”
“I mean…”
Ginnie giggled. “Are we going to practice now?”
Faint heat spread across Holly’s cheekbones, but she grinned and nodded, gesturing at the items laid out on the coffee table. She’d laid out gloves, first aid supplies, different types of ventilation barriers, and a borrowed Laerdal Mini Anne mannequin. “I thought we would make use of my fluffy rug. I vacuumed it for you.”
She watched, both surprised and endeared, as Ginnie kicked off her shoes and dropped onto the rug on all fours, her hands splayed out in the fluff.
“I approve,” Ginnie said, laying down and then rolling onto her back. She brought her arms up, tucking her hands behind her head. “This is great.”
“Um.” Holly kneeled beside her, then leaned over Ginnie, carefully sweeping her blonde hair back. Then Holly planted her hands on either side of Ginnie’s head. “I’d like to kiss you.”
“Please, do…”
Holly leaned closer, her eyes taking in Ginnie’s facial expression. Everything was still so new; Holly was afraid to rush her. But Ginnie seemed relaxed, her eyes slightly unfocused at this distance. Holly kissed her. Their lips felt nice together. Ginnie’s were soft, her mouth sweet.
“Is that official first aid procedure?” Ginnie asked when Holly pulled back. Her mouth curled in a sweet smile. “Or do I get special treatment?”
“You get special treatment.” Holly moved one of her hands to Ginnie’s shoulder. “So, this is actually a good place to start. We can go over the recovery position and your ABCs.”
“I learned my ABCs a while back,” Ginnie said, raising her eyebrow and grinning.
“Not those ABCs, silly!” Holly squeezed Ginnie’s shoulder, then traced her collarbone with her thumb. She smiled down at Ginnie, then tried to school her expression to something more serious. “Hey, listen. If at some point anything upsets or bothers you, just tell me and we will stop.”
Ginnie nodded earnestly. She had a faint scattering of freckles across her cheeks. “You, too, Holly.”
“I promise. Ready?”
“I’m ready.” Ginnie pulled her hands out from behind her head and put her arms down by her sides. “Rescue me. Or show me how.”
Holly squeezed Ginnie’s shoulder. “So, if someone is unconscious, you wanna start by trying to get their attention. You can tap them, call their name loudly. I’m not gonna demonstrate because I don’t think you want me to yell in your ear.”
“That’s accurate,” Ginnie said, grinning.
“So if they don’t respond, this is where the ABCs come in.” Holly put on her best instructor voice. “Do you know what that stands for?”
“Oh! I do remember that! Airway, Breathing, Circulation!” Ginni’s cheeks grew pinker the longer Holly leaned over her.
Holly brushed her knuckles against Ginnie’s cheek. “Right!”
“I know how to open an airway,” Ginnie said. Her face took on a mildly anxious look, and she turned her gaze off to the side. “At least, I don’t think I made it worse…”
“You were perfect,” Holly said, quick to reassure her. She put her hands to Ginnie’s forehead and her chin, gently tipping her head back. “Can you feel that? I bet it’s easier to breathe.”
Ginnie took a deep breath and relaxed, her face in Holly’s hands.
“Yes,” Ginnie breathed. “It’s like… yoga. Meditation. I would probably fall asleep if we stayed here like this.”
“I’m going to look, listen, and feel for signs of normal breathing,” Holly leaned her ear toward Ginnie’s mouth. “For ten seconds. Is it okay if I put my hand on your chest?”
“Yes!” Ginnie squeaked out, her skin flushing pink. Holly moved her hand from Ginnie’s chin to her chest, resting on the skin above the neckline of her top. Ginnie’s breath quickened, and Holly could feel her pulse beneath her palm. Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump!
“Our patient is breathing,” Holly said. “So we want to put her in the recovery position.”
“Go for it.”
Holly huffed out a laugh and nodded. “Alright. So I’m going to take your arm that’s closest to me and cross it over your chest. Then I’m going to take your leg closest to me again, and bend it.”
Ginnie’s hand was cool to the touch when Holly grasped it, crossing Ginnie’s arm over chest and laying her palm on her shoulder.
“Are you cold?” Holly asked, rubbing her hand up and down Ginnie’s arm.
“I just have cold hands. And feet.” Ginnie laughed. “But yours are warm!”
“Well, let me know if you get cold.” Holly gently bent Ginnie’s leg at the knee. Then she reached for her shoulder and hip. “Then you turn your patient on their side. Make sure their hand stays up by their mouth. Um… like a little vomit ramp.”
“Ew! Really?” Ginnie asked, struggling to stay still as Holly rolled her.
Holly adjusted Ginnie’s hand, then leaned back, resting her hand on Ginnie’s hip. “Yeah, sometimes people barf, and it can be very bad if they inhale it. Anyway, that’s the recovery position. If you haven’t already called 9-1-1, you wanna do it now because if your patient is still unconscious there’s something wrong. And then you just make sure they continue to breathe.”
Ginnie pushed herself up and turned toward Holly. “Thank you. Could I practice? On you?”
“That’s the idea!” Holly laid down on the rug, smiling up at Ginnie. “Then I’ll grab the mannequin. And maybe some wine? I have to clean her after, anyway.”
“That sounds nice.” Ginnie took Holly’s arm. “So, I fold your arm across your chest like this… Then I bend your knee.”
Holly tried to keep herself limp, her limbs putty in Ginnie’s hands. She allowed Ginnie to roll her onto her side and felt her adjust the placement of her hand. Ginnie had petite hands that she moved delicately, her touch soft.
Ginnie leaned over and pressed a kiss to Holly’s cheek. “You are recovered.”
Holly grinned and moved onto her back. Ginnie looked down at her, face frames by a curtain of hair. Holly reached over and laid her hand on Ginnie’s knee. “Good job. Kiss me for real?”
The kiss was sweet, heating up as Ginnie laid her hand on Holly’s side, her fingers wrapping over her ribcage. Holly let her lips part and Ginnie deepened the kiss, reaching up with her other hand to rake her hair out of her face. A moment passed, or several. Holly wasn’t sure. Then Ginnie broke the kiss and said: “I want to kiss you, but I also want to learn CPR.”
“Okay,” Holly said, pushing herself up onto her elbows. “CPR now, kissing later?”
“Yes, please.” Ginnie blushed often, Holly realized, and she was doing it now.
Holly moved onto her knees, pausing to ask: “Would you like some wine? White, since we’re about to make out with the mannequin?”
“That sounds great. What kind?”
“I have a dry Riesling. Would that be okay?”
“I have no idea,” Ginnie said, shrugging. “I trust you. I am still pretty new to wine.”
“It’s good,” Holly said. “You can stay on the floor. I’ll be right back.”
Holly hurried through retrieving and opening the wine, her eyes flicking periodically back to Ginnie. The other woman had her arms wrapped around her knees as she eyed the small CPR mannequin on the coffee table. Ginnie looked so sweet and pretty to Holly, sitting there with her spine straight and her hair loose, her petite features serene.
Holly poured wine into each glass and then pushed the cork back into the bottle. “I hope you like it!” she called out, bringing the glasses into the living room. She handed a glass to Ginnie and watched her sniff the contents.
“It smells good,” Ginnie said, before holding the glass out toward Holly. “Cheers?”
“Cheers!” Holly clinked her glass against Ginnie’s and took a sip, watching Ginnie expectantly.
Ginnie slipped from her glass and nodded enthusiastically. “Oh, this is good!”
“Awesome!” Holly drank some more wine, then sat her glass on the table, reaching for the mannequin. She sat it on the floor, just past the edge of the rug. “So, this one is especially odd-looking, but it was easier to get on the bus. And cheaper to replace if something happened to her.”
“Her?”
“Not everyone’s nipples are in the same place!” Ginnie exclaimed, laughing.
“Her name’s Anne. Poor Anne is always in cardiac arrest. Anyway, I know you said you took a class before, but I’ll go ahead and show you what to do.” Holly scooted over next to the mannequin and got into position. “So, they used to tell people to follow the nipple line, but—”
“Exactly! So you’re feeling for their breastbone. Their sternum. You want to stack your hands like this…” Holly interlocked her fingers and placed the heel of her hand on the lower half of the mannequin’s sternum. “Straight arms, shoulders over your hands. Want to try?”
“Yeah, thank you.” Ginnie smiled at Holly. “This is not so bad. Anne’s kind of silly looking, and it makes it easier to not be scared.”
“I’m glad,” Holly said, scooting a few feet to the side to make way for Ginnie. Then she guided her over the Mini Anne mannequin, one arm around her shoulders. “Yep, leaning forward like that. Good placement for the hands. Now, aiming for a two-inch depth, you want to push down.”
“Two inches, two inches, two inches,” Ginnie muttered, then she rocked herself over her hands and the mini mannequin made a clicking sound. Ginnie rose up and then rocked into her hands again. “I like that clicking sound! So I do thirty of these and then two breaths?”
“Actually,” Holly said, leaning back to give Ginnie some room. Ginnie kept compressing the mannequin’s chest, a rhythmic click emitting each time. “Current bystander guidelines—that’s what you are, a bystander—are for compression-only CPR. The exception would be for asphyxiation, such as drowning. Then yes, thirty compressions to two breaths.”
Ginnie, who’d been pumping away while Holly spoke, stopped and looked with wide eyes over her shoulder at Holly. Her voice came out in a shocked whisper. “Holly… Oh, but Holly…”
“Oh!” Holly exclaimed, immediately realizing what the problem was. “You did the right thing, Ginnie. You didn’t hurt me. They only switched to compression-only CPR because so many people took too long to switch back and forth, or refused to do CPR at all because they didn’t want to do the breaths. You did a good job, Ginnie. Thank you.”
Holly reached out and rested her hand on Ginnie’s back, rubbing in a slow circle until Ginnie nodded and looked back down at the mannequin.
“Was I going at the right speed?” Ginnie reached for her wineglass and leaned back on her heels. “I was singing a song in my head.”
“‘Staying Alive’? Ha! Yeah, you did a great job. I am not certified to certify you, but if I could, I would.”
Ginnie took another sip of wine, a thoughtful expression on her face. After a moment, she said: “I expected ‘Circulation’ to involve checking for a pulse.”
“Pulse checking is above your pay grade. But I’ll show you anyway.” Holly sat her wineglass on the coffee table and stretched her hand out toward Ginnie. “Give me your wrist?”
Ginnie stretched out her arm, palm up, and Holly cradled her wrist in her hand. Then she took two fingers and ran them down the inside of Ginnie’s arm, smiling when she giggled. She settled her fingers on the correct spot and applied a small amount of pressure. Ginnie’s pulse beat against her fingertips; a good, average pace. Not too slow, and certainly nothing like that day in the stairwell. It was a calming rhythm.
“Right there,” Holly said. “That’s your radial pulse.”
“What’s the one in the neck called?”
“That’s your carotid.” Holly reached up and pressed her fingers to Ginnie’s neck. “Right there.”
“I should have guessed that,* Ginnie said, sighing. “You’re groping arteries!”
Holly laughed. “I am groping arteries.”
To her surprise, Ginnie reached up and took Holly’s hand, pulling it down and clasping it between both of hers. “Hey, um. What about the third spot?”
“The third spot?” Holly asked. “Oh! You mean femoral? The groin?”
“Yeah,” Ginnie whispered.
“You’ve seen that one?” This question came out tentative and worried. Ginnie’s face reflected anxiety instead of the humor from seconds before. Ginnie nodded, but she didn’t speak. Holly asked: “When I got hurt?”
Ginnie looked down and nodded again.
“Oh. Okay.” Holly wanted to ease the tension and hopefully steer things back in the right direction. “Um… Hey. This calls for a sip of wine.”
That made Ginnie smile, even if it was weak and tremulous. They disconnected from each other long enough to pick up their glasses and drink. Holly sat back on her heels, considering Ginnie. Her cheeks were flushed, hair slightly mussed. She still looked anxious, but her posture was open, her shoulders visibly relaxing as Holly watched.
Ginnie glanced up at Holly. “I’m sorry I brought the mood down.”
“You’re fine, hun.” She reached out and rested her hand on Ginnie’s leg. “We had some intense experiences.”
Ginnie nodded, draining her glass before she sat it on the table. She seemed to mull something over. Finally, as Holly finished her own glass, Ginnie asked in a soft voice: “Would you like to feel my femoral pulse?”
Warmth gathered between Holly’s thighs. Her eyes widened. She nodded, watching as Ginnie laid back down on the rug. Holly sat her empty glass on the table and stretched out alongside Ginnie, leaning over her. Ginnie shifted, opening her legs and bending her outside knee. Her own heart racing, Holly reached out and found the top of Ginnie’s thigh through her leggings. She slid her fingers along the crease, searching for the right spot.
Her femoral pulse was a little difficult to locate through Ginnie’s leggings, but when Holly found it, she glanced up at Ginnie’s face. The other woman was chewing on her bottom lip, her eyes on Holly’s hand.
“There it is,” Holly murmured. “Is this okay?”
“Yes. How does it feel?” Ginnie’s voice was breathy and curious, her eyes intent.
“It’s distant. Almost didn’t find it through your clothes. Nice, healthy rate, though.”
Ginnie swallowed and looked up, giving Holly a rare moment of eye contact. “Would you like to try without my leggings?”
Want, or need, lanced through Holly. She felt Ginnie’s pulse pick up the pace. Holly nodded. “I would.” No pretense about it being a better demonstration. Just desire.
Ginnie slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and pushed them down, arching her hips off the floor. Holly helped her, rolling the tight fabric down Ginnie’s legs and off her feet. Holly couldn’t help herself, running her hand all the way up Ginnie’s leg and along the edge of her underwear. She pressed her fingers into Ginnie’s skin, her eyes falling closed as she felt her rapid pulse against her fingers.
With her eyes closed and her attention dialed in, Holly caught an unmistakable whiff of musky arousal. She opened her eyes and shifted her hand, pressing her palm to Ginnie’s thigh and finding her pulse with her thumb. Ginnie’s face was pink again, her eyes dilated and her lips parted.
“You like this,” Holly said, the words slipping out of her before she could think them through.
“Yes,” Ginnie whispered. Her lips trembled.
Holly stroked her skin. “Want me to show you how to find your landmark on a person instead of a mannequin?”
Ginnie nodded, and Holly moved her hands up to her abdomen, stroking her sides through her shirt. “I won’t hurt you, okay? I’m just showing you where.” Holly traced her fingers along the bottom of Ginnie’s ribcage, grinning when Ginnie shivered.
“That tickles!”
“This is your sternum.” Holly ran her fingers over Ginnie’s top, tracing a line between her breasts. “You’re aiming for the bottom third.”
Then she stacked her hands, pressing them between Ginnie’s breasts. Her fingers overlapped the soft flesh, and she felt Ginnie’s nipple pebble underneath the cloth. Holly straightened her arms and moved her shoulders over her hands, though she didn’t press down.
“You want to keep everything straight like this,” Holly said. “That way you can more easily push down two inches. If you do it at an angle, it will be too hard to push down enough.”
Ginnie nodded. She moved restlessly, her fingers tapping against each other and her thighs rubbing together. “That makes sense.”
Holly removed her hands, leaning down to kiss the skin just above Ginnie’s neckline. Simultaneously, she moved one of her hands just under Ginnie’s left breast, palm pressing firmly. “I can feel your heart here, too.”
Holly gave Ginnie a chaste kiss. The smaller woman was panting, and reached up to stop Holly from sitting up. They kissed gain, deeper this time, the taste of wine on Holly’s tongue.
When they came up for air, Ginnie stroked Holly’s cheek. “May I practice on you?”
“Yes!” Holly leaned back so Ginnie could sit up. Then she reached for the hem of her shirt. “I’ll make it easier for you to see what you’re doing.”
Holly peeled her shirt off and dropped it to the side. She could feel Ginnie’s eyes on her as she laid herself out on the rug. When she looked up, Ginnie leaned down and kissed her.
“You’re very pretty,” Ginnie said, her voice soft and reverent. “And it’s okay for me to touch you there?”
“It’s more than okay.” Holly took a steadying breath. “You can touch me anywhere you want. Anywhere, Ginnie. Do you understand?”
“I understand. I’ll take you up on that.” Ginnie brought her hands to Holly’s sides, hesitating before she touched her. “Of course, I don’t want to tickle you, but it’s probably gonna happen.”
“It’s okay. I promise.”
Ginnie bit her lip, but she trailed her fingers along Holly’s ribcage anyway, then up over the butterfly clasp of her bra. “The clasp marks the spot?”
“That’s it!” Holly watched as Ginnie pressed her hands over her sternum and moved her shoulders into place. At first, she kept her fingers elevated, trying unsuccessfully not to press into Holly’s breast tissue. Then she relaxed, letting her fingers curl naturally. “Exactly the right spot.”
“Your head,” Ginnie said suddenly. “It’s not tipped back.”
She lifted her hands from Holly’s chest and brushed Holly’s hair back from her forehead. Holly felt her slim fingers under her chin, and then Ginnie tipped her head back, extending her neck. To Holly’s surprise, Ginnie delicately pinched her nose and then leaned down and pressed her lips to hers.
Holly parted her lips to accept Ginnie’s tongue as it plunged into her mouth. Ginnie released her nose so that she could breathe, though she kept her fingers in place. Her other hand slipped down, stroking Holly’s neck and chest before massaging her left breast through her bra. Holly reached up and slipped her fingers into Ginnie’s hair, cupping the back of her head and keeping her face close to hers.
They kissed like this for a while until Ginnie pulled back and whispered: “I wonder what it feels like to have another person breathe for you.”
Holly felt like her own breath stalled in her lungs. “I wondered if you remembered. You briefly woke up…”
“No.” Ginnie shook her head. “I don’t remember that part.”
“Do…” Holly swallowed hard, then tried again. “Do you want me to try breathing for you?”
Ginnie slowly nodded. “Is that weird?”
“Not to me.” Holly pulled Ginnie down for another kiss and then said: “Lay on your back.”
Ginnie sat up, pulling her shirt over her head and leaving herself in only her bra and panties. “Now you’re overdressed,” she said, eyeing Holly’s pants.
Holly quickly took them off and tossed them at the sofa. “We’re even now, beautiful.”
“Yes.” Ginnie laid back on the plush rug, her arms above her head and her knees bent.
“It might take a few tries,” Holly said. “I’ve never done this on a conscious person. Usually I do this on a mannequin in class…”
“That’s okay. I want to try. If I can’t handle it, I’ll let you know.”
Holly leaned over Ginnie, running one hand up Ginnie’s abdomen, between her breasts, and up to her chin. She tipped Ginnie’s head back and gently pinched her button nose. “Ready?”
Ginnie nodded and exhaled.
Holly took a deep breath and thumbed Ginnie’s chin, opening her mouth further before sealing her lips over hers. Then she exhaled, with more force than she would if she weren’t trying to inflate another person’s lungs. Both of their cheeks rounded, and Ginnie made a muffled noise, her chest heaving. Holly broke the seal, worried, as Ginnie let out a cough. “Are you okay?”
“Fine,” Ginnie said, her eyes wide. Her voice was high-pitched with excitement. “I’m fine! It was just… different. Do it again. Please.”
Holly complied, blowing a steady breath into Ginnie. This time, Ginnie’s chest rose evenly. She let her exhale, then gave her a third breath, her hand moving from Ginnie’s chin to her chest. Ginnie’s lips and skin were warm to the touch, her mouth relaxed but not slack like it had been when she’d done this for real. Holly nestled her palm between Ginnie’s breasts, pushing down ever so slightly when Ginnie exhaled. The next time her breath left Ginnie, the other woman moaned.
She does like this. Just as much as me.
“I’m going to change positions,” Holly said. Ginnie took a few breaths of her own as Holly swung her leg over hips. She curled her hand around to pinch Ginnie’s nose and then angled her head. Ginnie exhaled as Holly took a deep breath, relaxing when Holly filled her lungs.
Holly felt incredible, her body tingling and a telltale sensation of moisture between her thighs. She braced herself on the floor next to Ginnie’s head, felt Ginnie’s hands come up to run up and down her sides. She let a bit of her weight sit on Ginnie’s hips and felt the smaller woman grind up against her. This time, she was the one moaning as she breathed for Ginnie, as she felt Ginnie’s body respond to her air. Ginnie’s cheeks puffed out and her chest swelled. Then the air came out of her in a rush.
Holly heard a snap, felt the clasp of her bra release, followed by Ginnie’s hands on her breasts. At Ginnie’s next exhale, she took her own quick breath and murmured: “I’m getting lightheaded.”
“I’m sorry!” Holly leaned down and pressed a series of kisses to Ginnie’s jawline. “I should have thought of that!”
“I’m okay,” Ginnie said. She cupped Holly’s breasts with both of her hands and circled her thumbs around her nipples. “Kiss me.”
Holly did, trapping Ginnie’s head between her hands. She shifted, coming up long enough to slip her thigh between Ginnie’s, and felt Ginnie buck up beneath her. Moving one of her hands down to Ginnie’s chest, she pushed her bra up and over her breasts. Ginnie moaned into her mouth as Holly cupped her breast, her nipple hard against Holly’s palm.
“Is this okay?” Holly gasped out. “We didn’t talk—”
“This is great, I’m great, you’re great…” Ginnie arched her back, panting. “I’m going to cum just from this, Holly!”
“I’m close, too…” Holly slid her hand between Ginnie’s breasts. “I’m going to try something, Ginnie. Stop me if you don’t like it.”
“Oh!” Ginnie gasped. Holly pressed the heel of her hand to Ginnie’s sternum and pumped ever so slightly. She was afraid to use any real pressure, but she pushed at the correct rate. Or as professionally as she could manage, her rhythm growing more and more erratic as the two ground against each other. Ginnie made soft mewling sounds, her hands clutching at Holly until she arched her back again, her mouth opening in a small, silent “o.”
Holly kept moving, writhing and pressing until the tension forming in her pelvic floor reached a peak, pleasurable sensations running through her, concentrated in her clit. She stopped pressing Ginnie’s chest and dropped her face into her neck, letting out a low cry.
She felt Ginnie’s arms come around her, squeezing her tight. They were all soft skin and silken hair, with only scraps of cloth between them, their chests heaving.
Holly kissed Ginnie’s neck and pulled back so she could see her face. “Was that okay?”
“Surely you could tell that it was,” Ginnie said, a small smile lighting up her face. “But, yes.”
Holly rolled off onto her side, pulling Ginnie with her. They remained tangled up together on the soft rug, hearts slowly resuming their normal cadence. Ginnie trailed her fingertips down Holly’s back.
“You have very beautiful, soft skin,” she murmured. Her eyes were on Holly’s neck. “And I can see your pulse.”
Holly leaned forward and kissed her, their lips gentle. When she laid her head back down on the rug, she said: “We skipped over some talks. Namely… Can I call you my girlfriend?”
Ginnie’s face flushed pink again. “Yes! I was going to ask you the same thing. I was working up to it. I was just nervous.”
“You can ask me anything, sweetheart. Anything. Tell me anything. Please, don’t be anxious.” Holly rubbed Ginnie’s back soothingly. “I’ll always do my best to be open-minded and gentle with you. I… Correct me if I’m wrong, but I get the impression that you haven’t always had that?”
“You’re not wrong.” Ginnie bit her lip, and Holly was dismayed to feel her tremble.
“What’s wrong?” Holly draped her leg over both of Gennie’s and pulled her closer.
“I’m trying not to be anxious, but I want to tell you something.”
“Okay.” Holly kissed her forehead. “Take your time.”
Ginnie took in a sharp breath and then blurted: “I’m autistic!”
The shaking increased, and Holly quickly responded with: “Okay. Great! That’s cool… It’s okay, Ginnie, take a deep breath for me.”
She felt Ginnie comply, her breasts pressing against Holly’s. Wine-scented air wafted across her face.
“You know,” Holly continued. “Most of my friends are neurodivergent. And my favorite cousin has OCD. I know it’s not the same thing. But, Ginnie, it’s not a turnoff! It’s great. I really like you, okay? You are who you are and I wouldn’t change you!”
Ginnie sniffled, a single tear running across the bridge of her nose and down her cheek. “Sometimes people get mad if you don’t tell them before they go out with you. But I know you’re not like that, Holly. I wouldn’t like you so much if you were.”
She shivered, and Holly squeezed her tight. “Are you cold?”
“Yeah,” Ginnie said, her tone sheepish. “I am now.”
“Stay here! I have blankets!” Holly disentangled herself from Ginnie and stood, letting her unclasped bra slip off her arms. She skipped the slightly scratchy crocheted blanket draped over the back of the sofa and pulled a softer blanket from the big basket on the floor.
As she kneeled beside Ginnie, the other woman sat up, pulling her bra up and over her head. Then she laid back down, reaching for Holly. Holly stretched out beside her, wrapped her leg over Ginnie’s, and covered them both with the blanket.
“Nap time?” Ginnie asked, yawning.
Holly pulled her close, savoring the skin-on-skin contact. She felt her girlfriend relax in her arms and closed her eyes, content.
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Latin America (Brazil, Rest of Latin America)
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Suction Machine Everything You Need to Know
Using a suction machine effectively and safely is essential for healthcare professionals and caregivers when managing patients with respiratory issues or difficulty clearing secretions. This step-by-step guide provides comprehensive instructions on how to operate a suction machine, ensuring optimal patient care and safety.
Proper usage of a suction machine involves understanding the equipment, preparing the patient, and executing the suctioning process with caution. By following this guide, healthcare providers can enhance their skills in using a suction machine, ultimately promoting better respiratory health outcomes for their patients.
What Is a Suction Machine?
A suction machine, also known as a suction pump or aspirator, is a medical device use to remove mucus, blood, saliva, and other fluids or debris from a person’s airway or body. It creates a vacuum to draw out these substances through a tube or catheter attached to the machine.
Suction machines come in various sizes and types, from portable units for home use to larger, more powerful models used in hospitals and clinics. They are an essential tool in managing respiratory issues and ensuring airway clearance for patients who have difficulty coughing or clearing secretions independently.
Types of Suction Machines
Suction machines are devices used to remove fluid and mucus from the airways of patients who are unable to do so on their own. There are several types of suction machines available in the market, and they can be broadly classified into three categories: manual suction devices, electrically powered suction units, and battery-powered portable suction machines.
Manual Suction Devices
Manual suction devices are operated by hand and require physical effort to create a vacuum. They are typically used in emergency situations or when power sources are not available. These devices are simple to use and require minimal training. They consist of a handheld pump, suction tubing, a collection container, and a suction catheter. Examples of manual suction devices include the Laerdal Suction Unit and the Ambu Res-Cue Pump.
Electrically Powered Suction Units
Electrically powered suction units are the most common type of suction apparatus. They are powered by electricity and come in various sizes, from portable models for home healthcare to larger, more powerful units for hospitals. These devices are more efficient than manual suction devices and require less physical effort. They consist of a motor, suction tubing, a collection container, and a suction catheter. Examples of electrically powered suction units include the DeVilbiss Vacu-Aide QSU and the Drive Medical Heavy Duty Suction Machine.
Battery-Powered Portable Suction Machines
Battery-powered portable suction machines are designed for use in remote locations or when power sources are not available. These devices are lightweight and compact, making them easy to transport. They are typically used in emergency medical services, ambulances, and home healthcare settings. They consist of a rechargeable battery, suction tubing, a collection container, and a suction catheter. Examples of battery-powered portable suction machines include the SSCOR VX-2 and the Laerdal Compact Suction Unit.
Step-by-Step Guide to Using a Suction Machine Effectively
Preparation and Equipment Gathering
Embark on the suction journey by gathering the essential components of the suction machine ensemble. From the very backbone, the suction machine itself, to the nimble and versatile suction catheters of various sizes, precise planning sets the stage for a seamless procedure. Connecting tubing acts as the conduit for suction, akin to the circulatory system in the human body. An optional but often beneficial inclusion is saline solution, a versatile companion for fluid management.
Personal Protective Equipment (PPE)
Before delving into the operational intricacies of the suction machine, fortify your defense against potential health risks. The trifecta of personal safety equipment—mask, gloves, and eye protection—creates an impermeable barrier, ensuring that the caretaker remains impervious to potential contagions.
Inspecting the Suction Machine
In the realm of healthcare, precision is paramount. Prior to engaging in any medical intervention, conduct a meticulous visual scrutiny of the suction machine. Verify its cleanliness, ensure the absence of contaminants, and ascertain its operational integrity. A well-maintained and functional suction machine is the linchpin for a seamless and effective suction procedure.
Tubing and Catheter Connection
Transitioning from visual inspection to practical assembly, connect the tubing securely to the suction machine. This umbilical link is the lifeline, channeling the force of suction to the versatile suction catheter. Ensuring a secure and seamless connection fortifies the foundation for an unimpeded suction operation.
Powering On and Pressure Calibration
With the apparatus assembled, breathe life into the suction machine. The initiation of this medical marvel is the prelude to a symphony of therapeutic intervention. However, the key lies not just in activation but in calibration. Adjust the suction pressure with a discerning eye, aligning it precisely with the patient’s needs. This delicate balance is the fulcrum between efficacy and patient comfort.
Trial Suction
Before the suction machine takes center stage in the patient-care performance, conduct a preliminary test. This involves occluding the catheter’s end, akin to a dress rehearsal for a pivotal act. The responsiveness of the suction machine is scrutinized, ensuring that it stands ready for the delicate dance that is suction.
Patient Positioning
With the backstage preparations complete, turn the spotlight to the patient. Positioning is an art in itself—a delicate balance between comfort and accessibility. Opt for a semi-reclined or seated posture, ensuring that the patient is not only at ease but also cooperative during the impending suction procedure.
Airway Insertion
As the curtains rise on the suction procedure, finesse becomes the guiding principle. Introduce the suction catheter into the patient’s oral cavity with a surgeon’s precision. Navigate this delicate terrain with caution, steering clear of the recesses of the throat to avert reflex-induced complications. Apply suction judiciously, weaving the catheter with a gentle, rotating motion to extract unwanted secretions with a balletic grace.
Catheter Withdrawal
In the crescendo of the suction process, withdrawal demands its own spotlight. Swiftly and with a calculated finesse, remove the catheter whilst maintaining suction. This dance of ingress and egress ensures the effective extraction of unwanted secretions without subjecting the patient to undue prolongation.
Post-Suction Cleaning
With the main performance concluded, the postlude commences with cleansing. Flush the catheter with saline or air, dictated by the exigencies of the situation. Adhere diligently to cleansing protocols for reusable components. This precise post-suction act ensures that the stage is set for sequent mediation, free from the remnants of the preceding medical performance.
Shutdown and Post-Procedure Reflection
As the curtain falls on the suction operation, the denouement involves shutting down the machine. Meticulously disconnect the tubing and methodically clean reusable components, leaving no room for oversights. This post-procedure reflection is not just a formality but a crucial step in the continuous refinement of medical practices. It is a moment to ensure that no loose ends compromise the efficacy of subsequent interventions.
Conclusion
In mastering the intricate art of using suction machines, this step-by-step guide unveils a methodical approach where precision and safety converge. Navigating the delicate nuances of this medical procedure ensures not only optimal patient care but also upholds the highest standards of clinical practice. The suction machine, in the hands of a skilled practitioner, becomes not just a tool but a symphony conductor orchestrating a harmonious blend of technology and care.
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