Why Don't You Just Take The Truck?

We ran out to the ranch this afternoon to see if the propane man had been there. When I say I'm going to run somewhere John says why don't you just take the truck? As we turned onto our street I glanced toward the yard of the second house and I saw a large garbage can on it's side in the drive-way and an elderly ladies head behind it with an arm waving. John go back someone needs our help. Where? What? By the time I convinced him a young couple had stopped. John backed up and we got out with the couple to see the lady had slipped on the acorns in her drive as she was getting her garbage can in. One arm was under her and her hand was bleeding. We covered her with a jacket and the young lady called an ambulance and we comforted her as best we could. As the ambulance drove up I thought they were going to back into the drive so I stepped backward and tripped on a decorative light and fell backward onto my back. Miss Graceful, that's my name. Gave me a jolt but I'm okay. They teased me that the lady was going to get the first ambulance. The young man picked grassburrs out of my jacket. The lady was loaded into the ambulance and we left the job to the police.