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淺析頭盔自動噴漆設備作業中防護措施應如何做？

返回列表 作者：鵬鲲頭盔自動噴漆設備编辑： 180-3333-7397/400-088-0769 來源：发布日期： 2019.12.24

噴漆指人們利用噴槍或碟式霧化器，使噴塗溶劑通過外界離心力或壓力，分散爲均勻、細微的霧狀物，從而噴于被塗物表面。本文東莞鵬鲲自動噴漆設備廠家小編主要爲你淺析頭盔自動噴漆設備作業中的防護措施。

1、眼睛防護

在頭盔自動噴漆設備操作前，检查材料时，漆料可能溅入眼睛，应该佩戴防护眼镜或护目镜。溅出的漆料一旦进入眼睛，使用清水冲洗，并立刻送医诊治。

2、呼吸防護

避免呼吸接触，不良的通风情况中，高浓度的溶剂挥发气体会在空间中累积，长期暴露其中可能导致昏晕及失去知觉。打磨时的粉尘、腐蚀性溶液或溶剂的雾状蒸气、喷涂时的漆雾对人体的肺部危害极其严重，长期从事这类工作的工人而言尤为如此。为防护作业人员的呼吸道不受有毒害物质的侵害，作业人员一定要佩戴防毒面具或长管呼吸器等呼吸防护用品，同时保证頭盔自動噴漆設備作业场地良好的通风状况。

3、手部保護

頭盔自動噴漆設備噴塗中含有多種化學品均能刺激皮膚，長期接觸可能導致皮炎。此外，有些溶劑可經由皮膚吸人體內。漆類噴塗物濺在皮膚上時應迅速擦去，必要時用適當的清潔物質幫助去除，再用肥皂和清水沖洗。戴上合適的防化手套，可以有效地防護手部不受塗料或其他液體的傷害。防化手套可以選擇丁腈橡膠手套或氯丁橡膠手套。

4、腳部保護

工作時應該穿具備防砸防刺穿且防滑的安全鞋。因爲工作環境中可能有物件砸傷腳趾或地面出現油漆等造成跌倒傷害。另外，安全鞋還需要爲長時間站著進行打磨的工人提供良好、舒適的站姿。

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