Ok, not really saves her, but sort of.
(This crochet heart was made by my friend Kari, crochet maven).
Once in the '80's when I was bobtailin' it back from college to home in Minnesota (trucker talk - look it up) the air brakes failed and we spent hours on the roadside and in a truck repair facility. At the garage, I found an upturned bucket, sat down and knitted. My driver was amazed that I could sit so calmly after nearly being killed, and knit. I said, "It is because I am knitting that I can sit here so calmly."