Construction and Industrial Articles
posted on 7 January 2012
As a teacher, I don’t work in an atmosphere that is as dangerous as some others – except in the science labs, accidents are actually quite rare - and it's not like we need to wear specialist ppe workwear. However, a co-worker of mine ended up turning a minor slip into a year of work without pay. Can you believe it? She was walking down the hallway to her room. There had been some water spilled on the floor, and no one had put up one of those yellow warning signs that tell you to stay away. She stepped into the water and slipped. Being fairly obese, she was not agile enough to regain her balance, and she fell hard on the floor. Bear in mind that this happened in the first week of October, so this was very early in the school year. She claimed workman’s compensation for her injury and found a doctor that would not release her back to work for the rest of the school year. Because there was no cause not to hire her, she received a new contract and came back the next year – extremely well rested. |
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posted on 18 November 2011
A tourniquet is a medical device that is largely used by medical experts to control excessive bleedings. The use of this devices started several years back my military personnel in the field. The current tourniquet is developed to compress and constrict arteries and veins so that blood flow to the wounded area or cut is minimized substantially. In hospitals, this device is used during surgery and other medical emergencies to stop severe bleeding. However, its use extends beyond the hospitals. The device is also used at home as a first aid tool to control excessive bleeding during emergencies cases like accidents.
While this medical device is very essential for putting a stop to excessive bleeding during emergency cases and surgery procedures, there are several risks attached to its use. Whether being used at home or in the hospital by medical experts, a tourniquet bears great hazards to the patient. This risk is great when the device is being used outside hospital by non-medical experts. First, the patient can be made susceptible to dangerous nerve damage as a result of using emergency tourniquet.
Eh consequences of severe damage to the nerve are numerous. First, it is possible for the patient loss the limb below where the tourniquet was applied. This is not uncommon occurrence. In addition, the use of tourniquet enforces blood to suddenly stop flowing to the tissues especially below the area where the tourniquet is applied. This action frequently results into death of such tissues if not controlled immediately. The effect then spreads out to other surrounding tissues. |
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posted on 11 August 2011
Moving is one of life’s all-time most distasteful tasks, so whenever it is time to move from one house or apartment to another, the mess always seems to get worse before it gets better. With the help of wonder wipes and vacuum cleaners, I set to work though.
Instead of neatly and methodically packing boxes of like items with neat labels, I end up tossing the contents of drawers and closets on the floor and doing impromptu decluttering and packing at the same time.
My last move, which was from Baltimore, Maryland to Charlotte, North Carolina, had me paring down a good percentage of my belongings, so by the time I had packed up only the essentials I was allowed to take, I was left with an unbelievable mess.
Of course, I was responsible for cleaning up the mess, since my landlord would be charging me extra if he had to clean it. So I looked online for a company that would haul my junk away, and found that the students at the local university had a salvage service that would take away the junk, sort it out and donate the usable items to charity. It seemed like a no-brainer to use them, since someone would eventually benefit from my cast-offs. It took them about two hours to shovel out the apartment floors, but it was definitely well worth the money I spent, knowing that my mess would be helping some less fortunate folks have a better life. |
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posted on 2 August 2011
My self build project is in full swing - there are screeds, mixers and scaffolding everywhere. I can barely imagine what the house will look like without all this stuff everywhere. There are guys everywhere too, it's a hive of activity. I don't like to spend long there because I feel kind of useless, and a little conspicuous too, being the guy who's commissioned the job. I just like to check up on things every 2nd day or so to see how it's going. Well, they're doing a grand job so far from what I can tell and what the foreman tells me. I'm living in a caravan now so I do hope everything's ready before the weather really starts getting cold - but they promise me it'll be ready before October - good job, because otherwise I'll give up the caravan for rented accommodation - which will be a real pain since I can't get a contract less than six months! |
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posted on 1 August 2011
So there I was, trying to make sense of how the party actually started when I remembered that my wife would be home in four hours, saying that she would not be happy was an understatement.
Previous jobs: bin man, lorry loader, bunded diesel tank maintainer - surely I had the experience for this job!
However, looking at the detritus around me I thought I had little chance to get things straight so decided to sit down, make a brew and a bacon sandwich. Surprisingly this was to be my saviour, not only did I feel better but the combined smell slowly dragged folk from their comatose state back into the land of the living and wanting some themselves. It was relatively easy to form clean up crews now I had some eager workers, I realised as long as the kettle kept boiling and the bacon kept cooking there might be a chance at clearing it all up. Trash was binned, vomit was removed, dishes were done, carpets were cleaned and somehow, by some miracle everyone was out by the time she got home... If only I'd found the disposable camera stuck down the side of the couch then she would never have known any different! |
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posted on 11 July 2011
I've been renting for years. I just can't afford to buy property, like many others. My current accommodation is absolutely perfect though. I live with 3 other guys and we all each have our own room, and share the living room, kitchen, and bathroom. The walls have lead sheeting which means I literally can't hear anything when I'm in my room. It's lovely and quiet there and I treat my room is my little area of solace where only I can go. The other 3 guys are great and I think they have the same attitude as me. We're fairly sociable but as we all work full-time, it is nice to get a little bit of "me time" and just relax and be myself in my own room. In previous places, the noise was awful - too much noise pollution made me feel like I had no privacy or peace. |
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posted on 15 June 2011
I have a high-power job, and work long hours every day. If I didn't have a garden, I'd come home and stress out about, well, everything. But I DO have a garden. So instead I come home, eat a quick dinner, and head back out to connect with the green and the brown. My evenings are spent puttering around in the rich brown earth of my raised vegetable beds. They constantly need weeding, and I am happy to do so. I have three raised bedsone for every year I've lived in my house in the countryand will probably add a fourth next year. I live every summer off the produce I raise, and my canned and frozen veggies keep me going throughout the winter. Yes, it saves me a bit of money at the grocery store, but that's no why I do it. I do it because it's my own free and easy therapy. When I'm out there weeding, fertilizing, pruning, the cares of the world are a thousand miles away. I couldn't care less if the report I was supposed to submit that day made it in on time, or if my boss was satisfied with my latest sales numbers. What matters is whether the onions are starting to swell below the soil and if the pole beans are flowering as they ought. It's cheap therapy, and easy, and it makes my life far more rewarding than a day at work does. I also like to clean up all the weeds growing there - I have a jet washer that breaks up all the weeds on my garden path - more therapy! |
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