Dear Editor:
My deepest gratitude to everyone who helped me on a sunny Wednesday afternoon after I clipped a gate on the Elora Cataract Trail with my bike handlebar, careening into the ditch where I lay in a pretty undignified position for around 20 minutes wondering how I was ever going to get up and out.
Thank you to the woman who walked to Groves to fetch the paramedics. Thank you to the lovely women who stayed with me and walked my bike home.
Thank you to the quick thinking, very cool, paramedics – the guy who popped my dislocated shoulder back in without drama or fanfare (“This is gonna hurt!” and done) – and the kindest man who tended to me in the ambulance, stayed with me even in triage, holding my phone so I could send a message to my husband.
Every now and then I’m reminded that, despite the hideous news I read every day, my small world is filled with kind and gracious people.
It’s astonishing how moving a simple “are you okay?” can be when you’re in need of help. Thank you.
Tracie Koskela,
Fergus