I just met a guy who said he was the first one to reach me after I was hit. He said he’s trained in CPR, but was afraid I had internal injuries, so he didn’t do it. Thank goodness the grandmother who has no fear (she works at a daycare, so I assume that’s a good description) came along in a short time. I shook the guy’s hand and thanked him for watching out for me, but the grandmother got a couple of hugs.