I reject your reality and substitute my own

As I am leaving Fred Meyer today I see the usual homeless clan near the exit. I'm at the stop sign waiting to turn left and I see one of the men fall over and the lady is kneeling next to him panicked. I turn off the road and ask if they need an ambulance and the lady says yes. The man is seizing and making an awful noise. I call 911 and the operator is asking me questions, but I am so horrified at the image of this man I can't answer promptly. I finally tell her where we are. The lady is trying to tell me something, but she's not making much sense. I finally get she's trying to tell me his name, so I tell the 911 operator. She says "so he's not unconscious" I said "yes, he is and he's seizing." She snaps at me "well then how did he tell you his name?" I said "the lady told me, not him. He is unconscious." She asks if he is drunk... I don't know how she would think I would know that. I said "I haven't been hanging out with them, I have no idea."

But I digress because her rudeness isn't my point. I just can't get the image of this man out of my head. When I was leaving the ambulance was pulling up, so I know he got help. I just wonder if he's ok, what was wrong with him, etc.

The whole time I was in such a dilemma because the 3rd man was standing right by my car and my baby is in the back... there's a man on the ground in the bushes, a 911 operator being a jerk and a lady smacking this unconscious man across the face over and over...

Wonder how I will sleep tonight?