2 years ago this past May, I lost my dear friend Debbie for 25 minutes. The longest 25 minutes of my life.
On mile 31 of a 35 mile bike ride, Debbie suffered a "fatal arrhythmic event" at the top of our last (and toughest) hill of the ride. By the grace of God, our angel (and cardiac nurse) Terri appeared seconds behind us and immediately took over the situation. For 25 minutes we performed CPR while screaming for Debbie to come back to us. 25 minutes. Law enforcement arrived and attempted to shock her back to us with no success. Finally EMT arrived and on the third attempt, color slowly started returning to her face and she had a faint pulse.
Debbie had a 98% blockage of the "widow maker." Several days later she was given a stint and two days later sent home for a long recovery. I still have a video on my phone of her sleeping in her hospital bed - her chest rising up and down with each beautiful breath.
Because of CPR - she is here to walk. We walk for those that survived and for those that did not.
Educate yourself. Everyone can learn CPR and other lifesaving skills. Donate if you can - but at least go and get certified so if you ever find yourself in such a situation, you know exactly what to do.