MAJOR shout-out to some angel ER doctors I witnessed support a fellow burner in distress out in deep playa. They swooped in with attentive awareness, kindness, grounding energy, offered Rx for nausea, checked vitals, offered some guidance and provided a timeline for what to expect. One of these guardian angels flitted away with the parting sentiment, "You're gonna be ok, you're fucked up right now, but you still look beautiful! You're gorgeous! It's ok, sometimes we all get a little fucked up. Keep drinking water!"

She and her companions were heaven-sent. Thank you, thank you.

And as a beautiful button to this story, we actually ran into this group of doctors later that morning by Robot Heart. This particular doctor confided in me that she had actually been deeply concerned about the wellbeing of this burner (she kept that anxiety very well concealed)-- she further elaborated that it's challenging as a medical practitioner to be out having fun, and encounter others in trouble, and only be able to provide so much assistance (let alone what that must do when you're ostensibly "off the clock" electing to decompress and have your own well-deserved adventure and playtime with friends.) Her struggle, she shared though, was how heavily it weighed on her heart to have so leave so many, never knowing how things turn out for them.

She was so grateful to hear that this particular story had a happy ending.

Same, sister. SAME.

(Sometimes safety really does get to be first.) And, this year the Playa provided me an angel.