Why I love the peo­ple of Win­nipeg

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I was headed to Polo Park with my el­derly mother when she slipped on some ice and fell back­ward, smack­ing her head on the road.

I was not able to lift her on my own so I started call­ing for help. Many peo­ple came. I love the peo­ple of Win­nipeg.

A man lifted her up, and she didn’t re­spond well. I was wor­ried she had bro­ken some­thing or suf­fered a ma­jor con­cus­sion. It turns out she was OK — able to re­spond but in pain.

We were watch­ing her face closely for any signs she was feel­ing ill ef­fects, and we did not no­tice that a bus had pulled up nearby. The driver came over and said she could get on the bus where it was warm while we waited for the paramedics.

I be­lieve it was the driver who alerted us to the blood seep­ing through the back of her hood. Once we were on the bus, he gave me some pa­per tow­els to mop up the blood and told her to lie down and wait for the paramedics.

He then folded up his coat for her to use as a pil­low. I really thought this was above and be­yond. My mother didn’t want to get blood on the coat, but he told her it wasn’t a prob­lem.

Paramedics took us to Mis­eri­cor­dia, where she was given some tests and only needed four stitches and some re­cov­ery time.

Thanks to all of you who helped — the man who helped her up and onto the bus, the driver who went above and be­yond, the tran­sit su­per­vi­sor who showed such con­cern, the paramedics and the cou­ple in the wait­ing room at the hospi­tal who helped her out when I had to leave to at­tend to some­one else.

May God bless all of you. I am sorry I didn’t get your names but want to thank you for help­ing in a scary sit­u­a­tion and mak­ing it a lit­tle less so.

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