I don't know if it should be praise, gratitude or thank you. Actually, those aren't even quite fitting.
Let's see, for the patrons who were at the Motomart on Highway 50 by Settle Inn Suites on the morning of Oct. 28, I am the lady who had the grand mal seizure. To the cashiers, the patrons, and the EMTs: I thank you. The gentleman whose wife (a nurse) was in the car, thank you. Thank you to her for waiting with me.
I don't remember a lot about what happened; just know I am so very grateful.
I hope they get to read this, and I wish I knew names or faces. For now I'll just call them my guardian angels.