George Street and Bathurst

Tuesday on my day off the only real task I had in my agenda to complete was mail 2 letters and a small package for a friends Birthday. Instagram enlightened me this place nearby had a "taco Tuesday" special so I messaged my friend Melissa , we made plans to meet up after I mailed my mail and her hair had been hairdressed. Also yes I really have an agenda!

I got to the post office, realized I'd forgotten part of the Birthday gift and my stamps , 30 minutes before we said we’d meet I was already near the place and too far to run back to my apartment , so I could either go sit in the park maybe get a smoothie or go walk around the QVB (Queen Victoria Building-shopping center) I decided I'll walk around the QVB.

I left world square on George street just crossed Bathurst and in the frenzy of people at the corner I noticed this woman was stumbling around looking like she had to vomit or was in pain, something wasn't right.

A few other people noticed as well, naturally we all waited for the other person to do something . One person said  "she's a drunk" and insisted their entourage keep walking... than she dropped her hand bag. Now I'm thinking this is a definite sign of distress, it was a really nice purse! I looked at this guy and said should I call ........I was about to say  911... than he had to cross the street. I'm starting to almost panic but I remembered the emergency number is 000 so finally I put my hand on her shoulder and said do you need me to call 000??

She looked up at me, quite surprised and faintish and said

"whats wrong what happened"

My mind was like ohhh  kay I'm on a new premier of that show with Ashton Kutcher and the pranks... or "What would you do?" than my mouth was like  

"You dropped your bag and you were about to pass out or something"

She was even more surprised than me! I suggested we sit down, or maybe I get her water. All I had in my bag was walnuts... I was going to offer but I decided agaisnt it.

Luckily there was steps close by. She had almost no recolection as to where she was, she asked me If I saw her mother with her but she was alone. Then she told me she has epilepsy and has been battling it for 15 years now! To be considerate I'll use K for her name.

I sat with her until she got a hold of her mom on her cellphone, turns out her mom was never with her. They both thanked me and K offered to buy me a coffee. I still had sometime to spare before $3 taco's so we went to the QVB and had a coffee.

K and I sat at the first coffee place, I'd say we enjoyed our coffee as well as each others company! She told me in short and not so short her life story, especially her journey with epilepsy. I have a sister who is battling mental illness, which is what struck the sense of urgency to me when I saw K's condition at the time . They both have a lot in common, battling an illness that directly effects your mental health and your entire life! and they both are artists! 

 So we had a lot to talk about on a personal level which I think she was sort of reliving for her. She was embarrassed at first but we really had a great conversation, I gave her my number and we're going to keep in contact. I was a bit late for taco's with Mel so we had KFC instead because it was closer! Mel surprised me with donut time. I nearly cried. K called me to let me know she got home ok, which I thought was sweet. Oh and I mailed my mail the next day!

I told Mel that I fall in love with someone everyday, I really do. I'm probably going to be that grandma that tells the cashier too much detail about my hot yoga class. Or shows the waitress ALL my grandkids baby pictures. I like half way there. That could be me in actually less than 30 years from now. NO SHAME.

SO kids the moral of the story is, when traveling make sure you know the local emergency service number. Like seriously , I almost froze and dialed 911... and LOVE PEOPLE. Smile at more strangers, tell the receptionist their collar is looking nice and ironed today. Ask someone next to you their favourite spice girl!!

Peace and Love fellow earthlings.

ps. For the record mine was Scary Spice because my Dad used to do my hair like hers and I'd watch the movie religiously!