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Role and Responsibilities of first aider:
Infection control Consent,
First aid equipment Incident reporting
Scene survey, primary survey, calling for help/information needed
CPR and AED
Management of a seizure
Types, recognition and treatment
Bleeds and treatment
Small cuts Grazes Bumps and bruises small splinters Minor burns During the training your trainer will be assess you and you will have a multiple question paper.
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Whats happening? You will be able todo blended course on EFAW so you do 3 hours online then a trainer will come and finish the last few bits before assess your practical and carryout a small test paper.
Crowmarsh Gifford, commonly known as Crowmarsh, is a village in the civil parish of Crowmarsh in South Oxfordshire. It is beside the River Thames opposite the market town of Wallingford, the two linked by Wallingford Bridge. Crowmarsh parish also includes the hamlet of Newnham Murren, which is now merged with the village; the hamlet of Mongewell, and the village of North Stoke 2 miles (3.2 km) to the south.
After the Norman Conquest of England most of the land was granted to Walter Giffard, later Earl of Buckingham. It later came into the possession of William Marshal, 1st Earl of Pembroke and remained with his heirs until passing back to the Crown. Nearby Newnham Manor was originally granted by William the Conqueror to Miles Crispin, but by 1428 was owned by Thomas Chaucer, son of the poet Geoffrey Chaucer. After his death it was passed to his daughter Alice, wife of William de la Pole, 4th Earl of Suffolk. Other land was granted to Battle Abbey.
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