Jeff
A couple of weeks ago we were driving along our road, on the way to Java House (one of our favourite eating spots) and Libby and I spotted a guy lying at the side of the road, apparently frothing at the mouth. We were going pretty fast, so didn't get a good look, and we decided not to stop - for various reasons; e.g. we had the kids with us, and we wouldn't have a clue what to do anyway. We felt pretty bad about it, but there were people walking past, and by the time we were on our way home he had gone.
Funnily enough, as we were driving to Java House yesterday (told you we enjoyed going there!) we came across the same guy, again frothing at the mouth - except this time he was sprawled across the middle of the busy main road, right in front of our car - this gave us considerably fewer choices! So we stopped the car in the middle of the road with our hazard warning lights on and Libby and I grabbed a leg and an arm each and carried him to the side of the road. When he started choking, we rolled him on to his side. We still had no clue what to do, but fortunately (or otherwise) our friends were driving past in the other direction, and stopped. Laura is a pilot with MAF and one of these 'capable' people. So while I moved the car out of the road, a posse of people carried the guy to the other side of the road and Laura came out with her First Aid kit and surgical gloves and helped clean him up. They then said they would take him to the doctors.
It turns out that the guy (called Jeff - or maybe Geoff) is an epileptic who had run out of his medication a few weeks ago. Although he had a prescription for more, because the medication is free the hospital had no supply. So Mike and Laura paid for three month's prescription for him, and prayed with him. Apparently he is a street hawker who lives in the slums, but as he has no license the police had taken everything.
We feel a bit like God had given us a second chance to do the right thing :) Or maybe he just let us see him the first time, so we would be more likely to stop the second time. Given how most people drive round here, if it had been someone else driving past just at the time he started fitting the chances are he would have been squashed.
It wasn't until we were on our way again that it occurred to us that it could have looked rather bad to someone coming upon the scene - Western couple stopped in the road with a poor Kenyan guy lying on the ground. Then carrying him out of the middle of the road and bundling him into another car...
Anyway, interesting story.
(The cynic in me wonders whether he is really epileptic, or whether he has just found a clever way to make himself froth at the mouth and he has now sold the medication...but I will try to choose to be trusting, and hope we did a good deed).