Well you can be a super hero and scoop the frail off the pavement and take their arm and help them to the doctor.
A young woman in high heels stopped first. She was ready with her cell phone, asking "Shall I ring an ambulance?" The young Maori man turned him over and sat him up. I bowled up last - I've had a few falls with my dickey knee so know often embarrassment is the worst affect. I offered to drive him to the doctors where he had an appointment. But he said he would prefer to walk if I could just escort him. I was actually on my way to pick up Olwyn to take her to the airport and it was a block and a half away to the doctors, but I thought I could manage it - just.
He was fine, but bleeding, when we got him on his feet. Then he told me "I told my daughter I'd be all right walking to the doctors" which is why he was so keen to walk all the way.
Nice to be acxknowledged.
After I had dropped Olwyn at the airport I dashed into town to do some other jobs and saw him walking home, hands well bandaged and clutching his medications.
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