I was strolling with Luna in the early evening

and all of a sudden we passed by a house

with a blue door

a women was on the ground lying face up

and appeared to be in shock

her forehead was bruised and her nose was bloody 

most likely she had fallen flat on her face

or passed out

I stopped and tried to find my voice and said

"Are you okay?" "Can you hear me?"

She didn't say much of anything

but her eyes were definitely open and she was breathing

her tiny white dog was next to her clearly upset

she had her leash in her hand and her keys had fallen out of her pocket

a man was walking down the street, and I asked him to call 911

we waited for the paramedics to come

and at this point we got the dog's name

but the women had clearly not remember how she fell. 

She just kept telling me "It's going to be okay. I'm okay."

She ended up getting to her feet 

and when we told her we called someone to help her

she told us no I'm fine I'm fine

and walked inside her blue door with Phoebe (her dog.)

The paramedics showed up and asked if she needed help

clearly still in shock and scraped up, she politely said "I'm okay."

They looked at us and said, "Sometimes the older generation are more difficult and don't want the help they need."

We walked back tonight and knocked on the door

hoping my husband could check her out if needed

but no one was home

not even Phoebe

I hope she is okay, and I hope are paths cross again in a less traumatic way

you never know if someone will need you in this way

but we stopped when it mattered most