No blogging for awhile for me. . .

Yesterday, I was walking the 5 blocks to the Kiggins House remodel so I can keep my blog about it updated and I had an accident. It is an old part of uptown and the sidewalks are in bad repair on some blocks. I knew I was nearing the corner and looked up to see if there was traffic or if I would be able to cross the street. Just at that moment, I crossed an uneven sidewalk that part was 2 inches higher than the leveled sidewalk and it threw me off balance and I fell flat on my face.

Both knees were bleeding, I cut off the tip of my little finger and my left hand was hurting like crazy. As I was falling, I saw out of the corner of my eye that a bicycle had passed me. Before I could figure how to get back up, the young man was there to help me. A lady in a car, pulled her car to the side of the road and came over to help me also.

When I was standing again all I could think of was my camera in my bag. . . thank goodness, it was in better shape than I was with just the battery door opened a smidgen.

The guy checked my hand and I could move fingers a little so he thought it was just sprained and not broken. I don't know. I just know my knees hurt like hell and so did my hand. They stayed with me for a little longer and then found out I was not going back home but determined to go get my photos of the remodel for my blog first. I didn't even think to get their names. I did thank them and told them that they were unique in today's society because most people would just go right on by. They will be forever in my thoughts and prayers.

I hobbled the remaining two blocks to the photo shoot and took three photos and came back home, got ice and took a nap for three hours. When I got up, I decided to go do some errands on the bus and got my bus pass and checked out a place I needed info on for an event next month and ate at Wendy's and came home. My knees still stung and my hand hurt so I decided to do nothing else. Got some more ice and went to bed.

I got online because I was going to write a thank you to those two people via The Columbian, our daily newspaper. Maybe they will see it. . . IF you are a praying person, you might pray for my healing and that my hand is not broken.

This is the letter I am sending the newspaper:

Kindness Of Strangers

Monday, I was on a routine walk to take more photos for my blog about the Kiggins House re-model. As I was walking up 25th, I was watching the sidewalk because there are quite a number of uneven concrete slabs that were probably caused by overgrown trees at one time. I could tell I was coming to an intersection so I looked up to survey the traffic situation. In an instant, I fell headlong onto the pavement.

As I tried to upright myself, a young man on a bicycle and a lady who had parked her car quickly, came to see if I was ok. I managed to get up and surveyed that I had hurt both knees and one was really scraped and bleeding. My left hand was throbbing and the very end of my pinkie was cut off by the fall. Nevertheless, my camera in my bag, was my first concern!

These two people stayed and talked to me, checked to see if anything was broken and finally went on their intended ways after I told them I was determined to go get a few photos before going home to put ice on anything. I didn't think to get their names but I did thank them personally because not many people will stop to help a stranger today. Last night, I thought these two deserved public recognition so I am writing this and hope it will be published in the letters to the editor and that they will see it and recognize themselves as wonderful members of our Vancouver community.

Thank you!