Yup, it's true. Today at the Faire I was walking merrily around when it all happened.
The beaded strand that's connected to my fan broke. I bent down to pick up the little brass fan decoration that had fallen off and that's the last thing I remember.
I have no recollection of standing up or walking away but the next thing I honestly can remember is standing in the middle of the crossroads, about 15 to 20 yards away from where I'd bent down. The brass fan is gone, I have no idea what I did with it. I'm just glad I didn't fall over or collapse because that would have gotten me a free ride in an ambulance.
Needless to say I immediatly went to get myself some water, sat down in the shade and fanned the bejesus out of myself. The rest of the day passed without more drama. I stayed hydrated and kept to the shade.
Tomorrow it's supposed to be ever hotter! YAY!