Mr. Sun­shine bright­ened spir­its after seizure

Winnipeg Free Press - Section G - - THE SOCIAL PAGE -

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.

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