We don't spend all of our time in cathedrals, in spite of what you may think from recent posts. Today we were on our way to the movies and the grocery store when Patrice took a hard fall on the stairs outside. He was in great pain and had difficulty walking. An x-ray would be the prudent thing to do. But how to get to the hospital? We called and asked for assistance. A few minutes later, the firemen came in an ambulance and took us to the nearest hospital for x-rays.
Good news: nothing broken, and we were able to walk home in the rain a few hours later. He'll probably be sore for a few days, but all's well that ends well.