As many of you know, I walk with difficulty and use a power wheelchair to get around. Today (Wednesday) after visiting the Health Zone, I felt very tired and light headed on the way home. Rather than lower the chair and ride it inside, I stumbled up the walk with my cane. I began to feel faint and realized that I was going down. I tried to make it to a chair on the porch but fell into it heavily and the chair and I both slid off into the shrubbery. I ended up on my back under a bush with my legs still on the porch. Nothing was injured other than my pride, but I knew I was going to need assistance getting back on my feet. Reluctantly I called 911 from my cell phone as asked for help. Within a few minutes a fire truck pulled up with three sturdy looking guys who gently hoisted me back up on the porch, sat me down, and checked me over. Although I insisted I was fine, an ambulance pulled up and offered to take me to the ER. I talked them out of that and convinced them to just help me inside to stretch out on the bed.
Before they left I persuaded them to pause for a group picture. This whole episode could have been very embarrassing but the courtesy and professionalism of these young people made me feel very grateful. I suppose they were just doing their job but their concern was very genuine, and to me was very personal. There is not much else I can do but say thank you, and God bless you. You guys are OK.