Mr. Sunshine brightened spirits after seizure
I had a grand mal seizure at a Shoppers Drug Mart on Aug. 25. Seizures are nothing new to me, but I’d never had one in public. I honestly don’t remember much, but I do remember some of the people involved and how much they helped me. I had fallen and had the usual aftereffects. I didn’t know who I was, where I was or what had happened. There was a gentleman beside me on the floor, and he was holding my hand. I was so comforted. I remember his kind voice and patient words, saying, “Yes, you had a seizure... It’s OK... Don’t worry, Andrea.” In my lost little world, he looked like sunshine. Later, I had a chat with a lovely cashier about it. I said, “There was a man there, too, wasn’t there?” She said, “Yes, there was.” I said, “Yes, I thought so. I was beginning to think I had imagined him.” She said, “He was wonderful. We knew what to do, but we were so thankful he was there. It was amazing to watch him help you.” Then I found out he wasn’t a regular customer and he hadn’t left his name. But why would he? I hope this gentleman reads this letter. But more than anything, I would love to thank him in person. On that day, he truly was sunshine, and I will never forget him.