My ankle is fine now, thank you for holding my crutches

I had a broken ankle and a pair of crutches on the guagua in Ofra one Tuesday morning and nobody moved. A woman in the third row stood up, gave me her seat, and held my crutches the whole way. She got off two stops past her own to make sure I reached the street. She waved from the window and I waved back. I never knew her name. If you are reading, the ankle is fine. I take a seat in the third row now. Nobody has asked for it yet.