Friday, November 07, 2003

I don't feel too good.

I got up and made it into work to work graveyard in the jail. Friday graveyard is nothing special. I worked with Dale. When I got off I went to IS and worked there for my five hours I had to put in and make up for going to classes. Following that I headed to Pullman to meet with Dan. We were going to meet with John from the ASWSU Housing Commission about rebuilding their website. They wanted to get a quote from Lobo Computer Services. After talking to John I am comfortable that we can come in and work on the website within their budget.

While sitting in the CUB's third floor lounge I saw Peter. He said "hi" to me. That was about it. He did not make he way over to chat for any longer.

After dealing with the housing commission I headed back to Colfax. I hung out there for a while waiting to meet up with Russell. I cut my hair, shortening up the side, and leaving the top longer. I put my blue styling goop into my hair turning it a nice blue color. With my hair spiked, wearing my "The Cheat" tee shirt, and blue jeans I headed to Pullman.

Once in Pullman I stopped at the liquor store to pick up some Brandy and Vodka. In the liquor store the store worker was staring at me. Which was funny because he has a lip ring and what not, yet he found I was worth staring at.

At Russell's house I broke open the Vodka and Brandy. I started to take a few shots. I started slowly, having a shot of one, then the other. Soon I was speeding up, going faster and faster between shots. I had three small tequila's in my coat too. That way while at the show I could keep my buzz going. Within the half hour I was at Russell's I had finished off half a fifth of Brandy, and almost half a fifth of Vodka. I was starting to feel woozy. I got into Russell's car and we started to head to Moscow, Idaho. Our first stop was at Winco foods. I don't remember the trip over there. By this time I was really starting to feel out of body.

We were in the Winco food parking lot and I did not feel like going inside the store. I asked Russell to get me some water. I knew I would want water to keep from getting too sick in the morning. I was not feeling all that well. In fact I was feeling out of body, so to speak. I was standing up outside the car. I was super dizzy and had a hard time standing up. I was wobbly and used the car to keep from falling down. There was a guy in a truck next to us. I am sure he could tell I was really plastered.

I was then starting to get worried, when I realized that I was really drunk, and that took some time to realize, I was worried. I have seen many cases of alcohol poisoning. I saw a guy stop breathing shortly after we got to a scene where just a little while before the guy was standing. I started to think about how I was worried I would stop breathing. I did not want to get into that situation.

I pulled out my cell phone and called nine-one-one. I talked to the dispatcher for a tiny bit. I don't really remember the conversation all that well. I do remember him saying that if I felt I needed an ambulance that he could send one, but since I was able to make the call to him, that I was not that bad off. If I had a friend who could drive me in, that would be better. Russell got mad because I was on the phone with nine-one-one. I told him I wanted to go to the hospital. He said I did not need to go. I was really scared, I started to think to myself that I did not want to die. I was so worried I would stop breathing and no one would be there to help me. I argued with Russell a little bit about going to the hospital, and finally he said he would. Before I got in the car, I remember going down and puking on the ground. We got in the car and I remember telling Russell to pull over because I had to puke. I said I did not want to puke in his car, and I needed him to pull over. He did. I jumped out and puked on the ground. Russell rubbed my back and tried to make me feel better.

I got back into the car and we drove towards Gritman Hospital. Near the Beach we let out April and Curtis. They went to the show and Russell continued towards the hospital. About a block after we let them off I needed to puke again. I was yelling at Russell to let me out to puke again. He pulled over and I leaned out and puked, then I sort of slid out of the car onto the ground. It felt so good to lay down. I told Russell I was not feeling good. He said that I shouldn't be, I had just drank a fifth.

But, the cool air, the laying, it all started to feel good. By this time I had been up for almost twenty-two hours, plus I was working on less that four hours of sleep. I was laying there on the ground and Russell was yelling at me to get into the car. I did not want to because I felt better laying on the ground. He said I had to get into the car. A cop had just driven by. He said I had to get into the car. He asked if I wanted to go to the hospital. I said I did, so then he said you need to get into the car. I said no. He said if I do not get into the car I can not get to the hospital. He said, do you see the problem? I said that he should just call the ambulance. He said if he could pick me up and put me in the car he would. But since he can't I need to do it on my own.

I finally got into the car. He drove around the hospital. Went to an entrance that looked like the one for the ER. I got out of the car. He said we were at the wrong place and I needed to get back into the car. I refused and said make them come and get me. That is their job. Russell was miffed, but went to get them. Someone wheeled a wheelchair out to me. I got into it and they wheeled me into the hospital. I remember I still had my eyes closed. I would open them for a brief second to see what was around me. I was wheeled in to a recover type area. I laid down on a bed and went fast asleep. I did puke at least one more time. They put a BP cuff on my arm and a blood/oxygen reader on my finger.

At around three in the morning I was woken up to go home. Ryan was there. I was helped outside. Kristine and Ryan had come to pick me up. They drove me to Ryan's apartment. I went down the stairs and plopped down on his couch. I fell fast asleep. No longer feeling sick like before mostly tired.