Thanks everyone. It’s so easy to get doomy and gloomy about the world, but indeed good people are everywhere. We sometimes get down on young people but two high school girls came right over and helped me into my car to keep me warm, and brought napkins and pressed them on my head wound. They were asking me my husband’s phone number when the food truck guy’s wife came out and took that over, and took my phone and put her number in my contacts and said to keep her updated on how I was doing. She said the next time I came in for a Habayaki Burrito it was on the house. I texted her later with an update after the urgent care visit, and immediately my phone rang and we had a long conversation about how we all need each other. She loves her customers and had some good stories to tell.
When we got home we asked our neighbor Mike to take my husband over to pick up my car, and while they were gone his wife came over and insisted on massaging my feet. It was wonderful. She also texted frequently while I was healing, saying let’s go for a walk, which helped me overcome my fear of getting out there and falling again.
I think it’s important to realize how just a text, a short visit, anything really, can mean so much when you feel isolated or sidelined. We all need to be that person, that friend, that neighbor, that relative … who keeps contact going and helps if needed. I feel quite humbled.
Also, because I’m right handed, my husband has had to do all the cooking and cleaning up, and even tie my shoes. I’m learning a lot about him. But that’s for a marriage thread!