L He was driving home late at night when the headlights in my car lit up something strange by an empty, muddy road. At first I thought it was an abandoned wheelchair, half hidden by rain and mud. But when I slowed down, my hands on the wheel were frosted. @
Surgery
The wheelchair was not empty.
A very old woman was sitting in it, collapsed to the side, soaked from head to toe, with gray hair glued to her pale face and her thin hands hanging without strength from the armrests.
Occupational health and safety
There were no houses nearby.
No car parked. @
No bag.LKSR
No blanket.
No phone.
No one asking for help.
Only she, alone in the darkness, as if someone had left her there and disappeared.
Disabled and special needs
I ran to her screaming,
“Ma’am, can you hear me?”
But he did not answer.
Her skin was freezing, her lips almost blue and her breathing was so weak that I had to get very close to make sure she was still alive.
I wrapped his body shaking with my jacket, called in emergencies and begged him to resist.
At the hospital, doctors said she suffered from dangerous hypothermia, was severely dehydrated and appeared to have received some sort of sedative.
Vehicle tyres and wheels
