p3nut
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Geeez... it always seems like right when things are going okay, everything starts to fall apart...
I don't really remember much from last night, except that I was at a friend's girlfriend's birthday party. It was only like five or six of us because a lot of her friends ditched... and it was at the hilton hotel. we had a few drinks then went swimming... I don't really remember much of when we were at the hotel. but my boyfriend claims that I downed about 4 cups full of vodka straight. I only remember crying and my boyfriend calling my name over and over again.
I woke up at the hospital and started freaking out... I had been vomiting all night, unresponsive (my dad and my boyfriend were like hitting me in the head to see if I would wake up even, lmfao), and at some point during the night I stopped breathing. my dad didn't even call my mom because the hospital said there was a chance I could just plop. my heart rate was really slow and I was dehrydrated so they had to pump me with IV. I only remember crying and spitting in the woman's face when she kept sticking needles in me, lmfao.... my only, and greatest fear is needles
and I had a good 10 or so that night.
apparently.. after I passed out, my boyfriend and my friend neil carried me to their hotel bed. they left me, and the girls at the party just told them to let me sleep it off. my boyfriend came back because I started crying and screaming really loud... a while after that I started throwing up, and threw up all over his hair and his shirt!! I can't even believe he isn't mad at me for any of that, lol. I also stained his shirt purple when he was holding me....
everyone at the party wanted my boyfriend to just drag me to the van and take me home, without telling my parents, and let me 'sleep it off.' after that I started having problems breathing (I also have a really bad heart, and heart problems and anxiety run in my family. I guess my body started freaking out.) My heart rate was insane and I was still throwing up so they called poision control. soon after that my dad called my cell-phone to see where I was... it was now like 3am in the morning... and they turned my phone off so that he wouldn't find out. eventually someone did phone my dad, and he came down around the same time poision control did. they didn't have to pump my stomach because I was still throwing up, and well... there was nothing left inside of me. everyone at the party hid all the liquor in the trunks of their car and told my dad I was drinking before I got there. they then checked out of the hotel, at 4 am in the morning because they were scared of being arrested or get in shit for under-age drinking, among other things...
I really want to kick all of their little white butts right now, lol... just for leaving me like that almost to die. but i'm really happy my boyfriend was there... I don't think i'd be okay now if he wasn't.
my dad called me into sick for work today and they started bitching at him because they now need to find someone for that shift. he went pretty much bezerk on them and finally told them I had been in the hospital. No one knows why I was in the hospital though.. I haven't told any of my other friends, other than online. It's pretty embarassing... and i'm still shaking and having problems breathing.... I can tell you I won't be drinking again any time soon!!!!
I probably will be online more for the next little while... just because theres nothing else to do... but don't expect new FOTDS for some time.
I don't really remember much from last night, except that I was at a friend's girlfriend's birthday party. It was only like five or six of us because a lot of her friends ditched... and it was at the hilton hotel. we had a few drinks then went swimming... I don't really remember much of when we were at the hotel. but my boyfriend claims that I downed about 4 cups full of vodka straight. I only remember crying and my boyfriend calling my name over and over again.
I woke up at the hospital and started freaking out... I had been vomiting all night, unresponsive (my dad and my boyfriend were like hitting me in the head to see if I would wake up even, lmfao), and at some point during the night I stopped breathing. my dad didn't even call my mom because the hospital said there was a chance I could just plop. my heart rate was really slow and I was dehrydrated so they had to pump me with IV. I only remember crying and spitting in the woman's face when she kept sticking needles in me, lmfao.... my only, and greatest fear is needles

apparently.. after I passed out, my boyfriend and my friend neil carried me to their hotel bed. they left me, and the girls at the party just told them to let me sleep it off. my boyfriend came back because I started crying and screaming really loud... a while after that I started throwing up, and threw up all over his hair and his shirt!! I can't even believe he isn't mad at me for any of that, lol. I also stained his shirt purple when he was holding me....
everyone at the party wanted my boyfriend to just drag me to the van and take me home, without telling my parents, and let me 'sleep it off.' after that I started having problems breathing (I also have a really bad heart, and heart problems and anxiety run in my family. I guess my body started freaking out.) My heart rate was insane and I was still throwing up so they called poision control. soon after that my dad called my cell-phone to see where I was... it was now like 3am in the morning... and they turned my phone off so that he wouldn't find out. eventually someone did phone my dad, and he came down around the same time poision control did. they didn't have to pump my stomach because I was still throwing up, and well... there was nothing left inside of me. everyone at the party hid all the liquor in the trunks of their car and told my dad I was drinking before I got there. they then checked out of the hotel, at 4 am in the morning because they were scared of being arrested or get in shit for under-age drinking, among other things...
I really want to kick all of their little white butts right now, lol... just for leaving me like that almost to die. but i'm really happy my boyfriend was there... I don't think i'd be okay now if he wasn't.
my dad called me into sick for work today and they started bitching at him because they now need to find someone for that shift. he went pretty much bezerk on them and finally told them I had been in the hospital. No one knows why I was in the hospital though.. I haven't told any of my other friends, other than online. It's pretty embarassing... and i'm still shaking and having problems breathing.... I can tell you I won't be drinking again any time soon!!!!
I probably will be online more for the next little while... just because theres nothing else to do... but don't expect new FOTDS for some time.
