I once caught a (very attractive) young woman that I had just met after she told me she was about to pass out and she was not kidding. She dropped like a rock and I caught her from behind locking my arms right beneath her boobs to keep her from falling straight to the ground.
Unfortunately, no one around was paying attention at all until I caught her and then they really wanted to know what was going on. It isn’t good to look like you are trying to drag an unconscious woman across the floor in a public place. Luckily people realized I was telling the truth that she needed help but I honestly thought one guy was guying to attack me for being in that position in the first place. It turned out she was OK after a few minutes of lying down and I didn’t have to go to prison after all.
Shagnasty, good on you for being there for her even at the risk of judgment. I don’t get any warning before I seize, fortunately the first time I went down my husband caught me and it probably saved me from serious injury or death as I was ascending a stone staircase in the middle of a steep hiking trail. I have a newfound appreciation for people who catch collapsing unconscious people.
The law also permits a conscious animal to be killed by “…a method of slaughter whereby the animal suffers loss of consciousness by anemia of the brain caused by the simultaneous and instantaneous severance of the carotid arteries with a sharp instrument,” as used in Jewish and Islamic ritual slaughter methods.
My friend’s neighbor slaughtered a goat in the city of Chicago once. She kept her daughter (probably 9 at the time) well away from the proceedings.
My innocent story happened with another friend. He was hanging out having a few beers with some friends in Boston and they offered some black neighbor kids some fried chicken and watermelon. They weren’t trying being racist or anything, that was literally the only thing that they had in the fridge.