So I broke my ankle on Monday night. Weber A fracture, got lucky. Basically that means I had a clean break and my ligaments and tendons were intact, but I still needed a cast and I can't walk. Where I live, the hospital doesn't send you home with pain meds or crutches and since I live alone in a 3 story townhouse, it's been brutal.

My kitchen is downstairs and I've had to crawl up and down my stairs for 3 days. I finally got some crutches but I live on a steep hill covered in ice and snow and downtown is 15 mins away on a good day with two legs.

So I asked my friend to grab me a pint of whiskey for the pain and I'd pay obviously. So he brought me a 750, a whole BBQ chicken, a box of fresh fried chicken, a tub of fresh mac and cheese, and didn't even want my money.

I've only known this guy for a couple of months. I went over around new years and he had an emotional moment because his wife died last year and he hasn't had much support, and I was there for him, but that's just a thing you're supposed to do for others.

I've been trapped at home without much of anything for days, and he came through randomly. I didn't even reach out, he did. He knew what happened but I never asked him for anything and he offered and came through.

I hope someone reads this and realizes how impactful a random act of kindness can be for someone who needs it. I wanted to cry when he brought the food. He didn't care about money, he just wanted to make sure I was ok, and I barely know the guy. Be like this guy.