Christy Sanzaro: Good Samaritans from Steamboat
This is a story of how the ancient story of the “Good Samaritan” is still alive and well today in the mountains of Colorado. I was out of cellphone range 10 miles up Chalk Creek with my two children, age 5 and 7, on Sunday.
We were traveling down a dirt road 15 minutes outside of the ghost town of St. Elmo after spending the weekend with my dad at his cabin in the area. Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach. I pulled onto a shallow shoulder of the road where I spent the next hour with a violent episode of stomach trauma that left me so weak and dizzy. I could not drive and was literally laying in the dirt on the side of the road, my kids beside me.
For the next hour several cars passed. I continued to get sick. One car stopped for a second to say it was probably altitude sickness, “you should get down to lower location,” and sped off.
Finally, two younger guys in their cars slowed down thinking our scene a bit peculiar. They pulled over, and my loquacious 7-year-old filled them in on all the details of my sick state, finding out their names, Chris and Dave from Steamboat, who where headed up Mount Antero for the day. They proceeded to bring a water canteen from their car and stayed with us.
One of the guys said he had a sister with kids, and he knew she would want the same thing done for her in this state with young kids and all. They offered to drive us to Buena Vista to get into cellphone range, where I would call my husband and possibly check into a hotel — my condition worsened on the way.
It became obvious that I did not have the strength to check into a hotel. We would try for medical attention instead — the clinic in Buena Vista, but it turns out it was closed on Sundays. With me too weak now to make decisions for myself, I heard Chris and Dave recalibrating. They would drive us another 30 miles to Leadville’s St. Vincent’s Hospital before the day was done.
With us in good hands now at St. Vincent’s Hospital and my husband coming soon, Chris and Dave from Steamboat went on their way. They left no contact information, and I did not want this kindness to go unnoticed.
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