Well, the Derby party was very nice. Indeed. Lovely. I did not wear a harness, nor was it hosted by any of my "customers" (to respond to Dr. Benton Quest's furry question).
But it did get interesting.
I'd been asked to pick up one of the party goers, as he did not drive (something about a seizure disorder, or something), and it was on my way. No prob. And he was (is) not bad on the eyes, either.
After arrival, it was time for the requisite mint juleps. I brought fresh mint from the garden of the home of C & S along with the hors d'oeuvres (with which C helped me greatly. Merci!)
Said guest (whom I transported) was very nice, but drank a wee bit too much. Not that much, mind you, but it didn't take much (combined with pain medication) to counter-act his seizure medication. You know what happened . . . .
Band Bump. "What was that?. Raising children contributes to one being a quick responder. Being raised by a critical care nurse also prepares one for many things. So, off I go. Curled up on the floor, blood spewing out. A small seizure, but a seizure, nonetheless. And a room full of queens.
"Please get me a cold, clean wash cloth. Now. And a large towel." Stretch him out carefully. Watch the neck. Where's the blood coming from? "OMG! should we call 911!?" "That'd be a great idea. But tell them not to use sirens. Could you check his wallet and see if he has a medications list."
Meanwhile, the first responders arrive, secure his neck, check vitals, etc. [Firefighters are so hot. And this time was no exception.] They call the ambulance for transport to the ER. "I'll follow." "Oh my, do you know how to get to the hospital." Oh, yes. I'm very familiar. I visit there often. (Part of my rather strange employment. I even have a little badge that gets me in to things.)
It rather shortened the party atmosphere. But while the EMTs were working with him, I got the chance to finish my dessert.
Actually, it had some grace in the situation. He needed some medications adjusted - big time. Having suffered a stroke of some sort many years earlier, our friend has a mild seizure disorder and some other issues. I just didn't have in mind to find out all about them quite that way.
He's better, home from the hospital. And my horse lost.