Earlier today I learned that my very close friend who suffered from polio as a child was hit by a vehicle reversing as she was crossing the street in broad daylight in suburban Vancouver. The driver apparently just kept coming to the horror of onlookers…three of whom called the ambulance. Her “good leg” was broken and she’s just undergone surgery. She will be in a wheelchair while recovering and no doubt she will come back fighting fit. Right now I feel frustration as I am thousands of miles away in Australia and I cannot be there to help. My husband told me that she has had lots of visitors in hospital and she is in good spirits. This is a piece of news that came so out of the blue I am still reeling and have yet to speak to her due to the time difference. We don’t know what life will reveal from one day to the next. This feisty woman who pushed a wheelchair away once to walk only with the aid of a cane will do it again, I’m sure. Next time you feel the slightest nudge of self-pity, please revisit this blog post.
