Right after the dinner for my son's birthday I had felt queezy and proceeded to get up very quickly to find the rest room. Not long afterwards I found myself on the floor after having lost conciousness for some seconds (or so I am told).
A medic who had been having dinner with his family watched over me as the ambulance was dispatched and I was driven to the hospital where I would be pricked and prodded until two sets of bloodwork would exonerate me as being well enough to be discharged. The entire thing cost me nothing if a little embarrassment as I lay on the floor in front of the Saturday night diners. Blessed be our Medicare system.
All is okay with me although I did give both my 82 year old mother and my almost 21 year old daughter the lion share of the visible shock. Also, my ex was present and was nice enough to stay with me the whole time until I was released.