I was walking through the park on my way to work this morning when I saw a woman waving her arms about and a body lying on the ground. Of course I ran over to see what had happened and it turned out that seconds earlier the man on the ground, who was previously out jogging, had launched himself into the fence then commenced an epileptic fit. I helped the lady and another man who was nearby to hold him down, he was convulsing extremely violently, bashing his head on the ground and choking. After the initial shock faded I vaguely recalled things about rolling the victim on their side, protecting the head and getting the tongue out of the way - fuzzy recollections from probably 5 minutes worth of teaching at school. We called the paramedics, who turned up fairly quickly, and by then he had calmed down (but was still non-responsive).
A sobering start to the morning, what really angered me was that the woman mentioned that when the episode started, there was a jogger right next to them that she was screaming out to help for who didn't even stop. And when the three of us were tending to him, thanks to the British peoples' stoicism for keeping their noses out of other people's business, many walked or jogged by feigning indifference until they were virtually upon us, when some meekly offered "if they could help". What is wrong with these people! What if it had been them? I was running towards the scene before the other woman even saw me, and that was on auto-pilot, before I had the slightest clue what was going on.