Maggie, the station host, noticed a passenger who looked unwell. Really unwell.
She tried to convince her to come into the office to sit down.
The lady didn’t want to. She wanted to catch her train; she was going to see her doctor. Paraphrased:
“Please come in and sit down. You look unwell. I think I’d better call you an ambulance.”
“No no, I’m fine. Really. Okay I’ll come and sit for a moment.”
“Are you sure you don’t want an ambulance?”
“No no, I’m fine.”
“What if I ring your doctor? What’s his number?” Rings.
“Even your doctor says call an ambulance! I’m ringing it now!”
“Hello, how are you today?”
“I’m good. Thank you — I was about to have a stroke. You saved my life.”
I may never save a life. But if I’m ever in that position, I hope I have the presence of mind to know what to do.