Today's lesson: Moderation
Sometime between 2 and 3 this morning, I went from being the cute girl at the party to being the puking girl at the party. Shortly thereafter, I became the unresponsive girl at the party. And subsequently, the unresponsive girl at the hospital.
Because of job interview nerves, I didn’t eat at all Friday. Bad move #1. I spiked my grape-flavored bitch drink with vodka. Bad move #2. I had a couple shots of rum. Bad move #3. And the coup de grâce would be drinking a mystery concoction of various alcoholic beverages - both brewed and distilled.
It was lights out for me. All I remember is waking up at the hospital, violently shivering from the IV drip and my parents hovering over me. Between being made to walk the halls in an assless hospital gown and having a catheter put in, I think it’s safe to say that it wasn’t a fun day. And it’s my own damn fault. But I like to think I learned a lesson. Even if was a very hard one.
Happy Halloween. Hopefully yours isn’t as scary as mine.
