When I came-to, I was on the floor in the atrium at church surrounded by people. As my hearing slowly faded in, I heard a kid ask, "Did you die?" No, kid; I fainted.
I had been standing there next to my dad when I started feeling very dizzy. And then my vision started to go out, the edges of my sight blackening. I was somehow aware that I was about to pass out, and I think I communicated that to my dad, but I'm not sure. I just remember my vision going out, and then my hearing coming in.
I had been taking medicine for my migraines (before we knew they were my allergic reaction to dairy) and apparently the side effect was lowering blood pressure. Well, that it did.
There are some side effects that I'm glad about, though. Like the side effect of a relationship with God-- the side effect of God and I communicating regularly. See, that results in me becoming more like Christ, less dependent on me, and it changes me into a better person. A loving, joyful, peaceful, patient, kind, good, gentle, faithful, and self-controlled person.
And, as side effects come, those are pretty good ones.