Editor:
On April 15 at approximately 4 p.m., at the corner of Fraser Glen Drive and 104 Avenue in the neighbourhood of Fraser Heights, I had the most horrific crash and injury of my life. As I turned my bicycle right onto Fraser Glen, my front tire was punctured by a piece of automobile windshield glass that was left behind from a car accident.
I had just passed a young man walking down the sidewalk and he witnessed me crash so violently to the ground that I felt my helmet first contact then seemingly in slow motion continue to try and penetrate the paved ground until it could compress no more; I felt my head and by extension my brain, continue on that same trajectory until it, too, stopped and then rebounded.
The helmet saved my life!
My attention was immediately drawn to the excruciating pain radiating from my right hip, and then through the fog of my agony, the fear that I was going to be run over by a car and I couldn’t move to save my life because my femur had snapped right through at the top where it is at its thickest.
I yelled to the boy to call 911 and report a seriously injured 50-year-old male and I then pleaded with him to not let anyone run me over.
He stood in the middle of the intersection and protected my life with his. For this, I will always be grateful, thank you.
Within moments, I was surrounded by Good Samaritans. I remember a vehicle taking place of the boy to protect us all. I remember a woman in a business suit taking off her jacket to cover my now trembling torso. I remember a man placing his lunch box under my head as a pillow. I remember blankets replacing the jacket and a real pillow replacing the lunch box. I remember the comfort from a faceless person placing his hands on my shoulder and telling me help was on its way.
These amazing people stayed with me for more than 30 minutes while we waited for an ambulance and fire truck to arrive.
As I lie in my hospital bed at Peace Arch 28 days later, I can report I am healing well and, because of these people’s selfless action and the amazing care I have received from the nurses of second floor surgery unit, I will make a full recovery, though the road ahead is long.
Thank you to all who cared, you make a difference. You make me profoundly grateful to be a part of the human race.
With eternal gratitude,
Kevin Kellerman, Surrey