Mini Ambulance Service, Call Me, Not 911!

So yesterday at work, we had an emergency. One of my friends in the Risk Department, John accidently drank a drink that had bananas in it, which is is deathly allergic to. His office-mate came running into my office and said that John is having a huge problem, come look at him and see what we should do. So Lana (my boss) and I ran over to him... and he was barely breathing and kinda throwing up, but he wasn't able to because his throat was barely open enough. We started to dial 911, but he gurgling no--no hospital. Finally, we said if we don't get you to the hospital you are going to die, so we decided to carry him out to my car, and off I went in the Mini. I decided to take the freeway to Saddleback hospital, but it was a bad choice, and there was traffic everywhere. So I decided to go down the side emergency lane--which was so cool. When the emergency lane would end for an oncoming on ramp, I would pull moves that only the mini could do---speed swerving! I ran red lights (I had to stop at the big ones), stop signs, and paid no attention to speed bumps. It was actually pretty cool, minus the fact that I was having to do it to get the poor guy to the hospital fast enough--which I did. When we got there, I ran inside and the nurse said they would be right out... a bystander came and helped me pull him out of the car and into a wheelchair, and in he went. I haven't had my adrenalin run so hard in a long time! Since John didn't want to call his family and bother them with what had just happened, I stayed with him for four hours in the hospital and then took him home afterwards. What a crazy day! The cool part is that on Sunday (the day before this happened), I was telling Russ that I all of a sudden had a bad feeling about this guy John at work. Russ said it was nothing, but behold, the next day... it was something!!!! Crazy! I really feel blessed that I was able to be there for him in his time of need. I hope we can be good friends from here out! :)