After the Nadal match a friend came over to talk to me and commiserate with how nervous we were during the match, I mean I could hardly even cheer for Rafa. Then she started feeling dizzy and I followed her out during the change over. Lee knows what a trip up the stairs that is, At the top she grabbed hold of me and asked for help getting to the restroom. I thought the spell would pass and she would be feeling weak, but mobile. Then she began to try to throw up, I don't think she was really heaving but just feeling nauseous. So then I went to get her husband. At the next change I went down the stairs as fast as I could with the people going up. Lots of dodging. They have good seats, so this was a long trip. I ruthlessly interrupted his conversation and told him his wife wasn't feeling well and where she was, he immediately left and I was behind him racing against the clock to get back up the stairs again, I'm not really I shape for all this,
Then we decide we need first aid, and just finding someone to call for first aid was not so easy. Thank god the patient was breathing because there is no rapid response.
. Where was Raquel when we needed her? Then first aid took their own sweet time although we had said the patient wasn't in a critical condition,
So that was how my day ended,