And gravity wins again!
I fainted in a mall the other day – first time it’s happened to me in public. What my boyfriend wants me to mention though is that while collapsing, the only words I managed to utter were, “Where… is… my shoe?” (which I had lost while stumbling). So apparently when in distress, my mind turns to shoes. Go me.
Thankfully a nice passerby who was trained in first aid stopped to help (Willie was all freaked out). He also called an ambulance, but they just gave me a check-up on the spot since I didn’t really want/need to go to hospital.
As they were taking my blood pressure and all that, one of the paramedics asked me if I was having my period. I didn’t hear him properly at first, and asked “Pardon?” He repeated himself, and before I could answer Willie leaned over and whispered to me in an all-knowing voice, “Mmennstruuation”. Honey, I’m not that stupid.
I’m fine now though. Here’s us a few hours later, and me reverting back to my annoying self: