In mid December Constable Tony found me meandering along Monkman driving my truck oblivious to the fact I was on the wrong side of the street. It was a good job it was the ?BIG GUY? because he had to bundle me up in a blanket and carry me to his cruiser and then into the clinic.
It seems I was lapsing into a Diabetic coma behind the wheel..
I thank the RCMP and medical staff for putting up with my protestations, whimpering, whining and weeping during this whole ordeal.
I have heard and read complaints about the job these folks do or don?t due in this town.
I however, owe them a debt of gratitude for my life and the safety of others.
I will never complain about these people and I will challenge anyone who does.