Look Ma, No Hands

Okay, so when I was a little girl, my friends and I always wished we could faint. It was cool. Well, today I can say it was kind of fun, but it hurt. I was sitting in church during the sacrament, when everyone's super quiet, and felt queasy, then nauseated, then faint. I leaned on Ryan and told him I felt like I was going to faint. He said, "Well, eat some crackers, then," kind of frustrated (because, he says, I never eat--though I do). Anyway, after the 2nd cracker, my mouth was so dry, and the blood was leaving my head, and I thought, "If only I can get to the bathroom and get some water..." I got up, walked about, hmmm, 8 steps, and the next thing I knew, I was out in the foyer, and Brandon and Ryan were picking me up from the floor, and my face HURT. I cried out of surprise, and embarassment, then Ryan made me laugh, "I thought you died...hahaha!" About half the ward saw or heard my head hit the floor and asked me how I was doing after the meeting. Ryan said he saw the whole thing from his chair: I got out the door, went to my knees, then did a face plant without any hands. Hahaha. Reason: I didn't eat breakfast rushing off to church, and I'm 14 weeks along.