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MasterCaneman -> RE: What if/ in the event of.... (7/5/2013 10:18:27 AM)
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Hrmmm. Personally, the most my survivors would have to contend with comprises a single mechanic's tool bag and a jump drive with my writings, art, and favorite images. As for dying under 'scene' conditions, I have a take on that.
Years ago, I was am employee of a fetish/swingers club. We had a written policy in place dealing with just that eventuality. If memory serves, this is the procedure: remove subject from scene/situation, attempt CPR/other interventions we were capable of doing, if subject is wearing clothing/gear/attire that may raise questions, remove unless doing so would jeopardize their condition. As soon as possible, remove subject to one of the 'safe' rooms we had (we had a room set up for aftercare that was stocked with basic and advanced first-aid supplies).
If subject needs to be sent on to the hospital, we had a gurney to take them to the rear loading area for ambulance pickup. If we suspected a spinal/neck injury, we weren't to move them, but to essentially get the patrons out of the establishment as quickly and quietly as possible and have paramedics enter the play area to do the removal. This dicta was drafted by one of the club's owners, a medical doctor, and vetted by another of the owners, a practicing attorney. It was meant to protect the privacy of not only the subject, but the other club members as much as possible. There were some folks there whose careers and family lives could not withstand the scrutiny of being injured/dying in a fetish club.
I worked there for a couple years, and we only had one heart attack (mild, and handled according to protocol), and about fifteen to twenty other injuries ranging from broken bones, unintentional lacerations, etc. To my knowledge, only one person died as a result of an evening there, but he had already left the club and was in a hotel room when he expired, so the linkage would have been tenuous at best. Many of the members were of an advanced age (at least to twentysomething me), late 50's-60's, male, high-stress positions in real life, so every night was a watch and see affair. As "safety guy" (we didn't use the term 'dungeon master' except for the emcee of the evening), a big part of my job was to observe the patrons to nip problems like this in the bud.
Yes, we had a death protocol, but the exact details were only know to the owners/managers. What little I knew was that if someone died, one of the security/safety guys was to take the membership logs and sign-ins out of the building as soon as possible, and the others were to 'clean-up' the surrounding areas (not the death scene) as quickly as possible to minimize what the police and paras would see when they arrived. The owners went to great lengths to mitigate circumstances that could lead to the demise of a club member, so this was largely an academic exercise.
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