On July 2nd I broke the neck of my femur, and dialled 15.
The call was answered automatically in French and then English before an operator spoke to me in French. I told her that I had fallen and broken my leg, and she told me to hang up, once she had my address.
An ambulance and a small van arrived. I was so pleased to hear those sirens. There were about eight people, including a nurse who administered intravenous morphine.
They phoned the Marie, and via them a neighbour was sent along to take charge of my animals, and lock up.
On the journey to the hospital, one young man held onto me all the way, because the rough roads were causing me to be thrown about.
They stopped three times to take my blood pressure because it was extremely high.
The nurse who had not come with us, phoned the ambulance to check how I was, about an hour into the journey.
They were all amazing.