When I fell while roller skating at age 9, the rink attendants wanted to pick me up and carry me off to the side. Luckily, the supervising adults (girl scout leaders) wouldn't allow it. They said: Thanks but no thanks; we'll wait RIGHT HERE for the paramedics. I owe my life to those women. Turns out that I had a compound compressed fracture of the T-12 vertebra. Had a rink attendant played hero by picking me up, the bone fragments would have shifted to where they would have pierced my spinal cord and caused me to be paralyzed from the waist down.
You don't mess with this stuff. The guy who carried Melissa off into the sunset — and those who allowed it — are idiots. Half-Pint isn't so bright herself for having consented.