Well it was a fucking whirlwind. So Saturday rolls around. My birthday. I slept in and woke up feeling less sick than I had been all week. So I made some scrambled eggs with avocado. Three eggs to be exact. However it ended up a little … juicy… sometimes the avocado does that? So I didn’t finish it. I didn’t eat most of it realistically but whatever. I was full enough.
Then BrY is texting me. So I agreed that yes I can meet you and you can tell me whatever it is that will fucking make you just leave me alone. He had been texting me all night. Was the first to message me at midnight [however not the first to wish me happy birthday, that was Remi <3] and then in the morning, despite being in the middle of the nasty cold I passed off on him, left a gift for me on my door step. So I guess my heart warmed a bit. Also I had realized that I was more angry at being “betrayed” again and not really at him. I was letting my past control my future. And that isn’t fair to anyone. He doesn’t owe me the same kind of commitment that I expected from HW because we were just starting our relationship and not well into a commited thing like HW and I.
So anyway. I agreed to meet. That’s the point here.
So I meet with BrY and we are talking and I’m just like look: I like you and I think its BS that you are with someone you don’t like anymore because she threw a fit. She knows and you know that it’s all a lie so what is the fucking point. And he agreed, that she knew and that being with her now probably just made her feel worse. So he left and went to go handle things.
I threw in a hair mask. It’s after lunch. I’m hungry but I have shit to do~!! So I realize time is flying and I stop cleaning my apartment to wash and shave and make myself presentable. I begin the process of getting my own self makeup’d and hair done and what not along with doing my roommate as well. It’s now past supper time. I’m fucking starving. I mention this. But I’m still too busy.
Aaron is on his way and we have to finish up our “getting ready” behaviours so that we can go and meet him at the station. We met him, he looked wonderful, as did we all, so say we all.
So we come back. I’ve made some roasted Kabocha and Sweet potatoe. I’m thinking the fiber will fill me up and prevent a hangover. Sarah [the roomie] surprises me with birthday cake. I have this weird feeling that I must be quick about my bottle of wine. So I’m really sipping it. Two glasses to Sarah’s one. But I had some of the squash and sweet potatoe. So I assume all is good. I also had some birthday cake. I don’t feel hungry anymore so again. I assumed everything is fine.
We do a shot of Vodka. I break out my last bottle of Sake from Kyoto that is supposed to have collegan or something in it. We should all stay beautiful tonight right? I’m 28 I maybe need that shit!! I also take a moment of time to explain Gyaru fashion to Aaron. He loves it. Wants to travel all over Asia. However Sarah and I have him convinced he should definitely stop in Korea for a wee bit longer for the shopping and sights ^^
We are ready to go. I think it’s only been about an hour… maybe an hour and a half. My face is numb. But it’s been that way since half way through the wine. Also that usually happens with wine for me so … I didn’t mind. I have not had water. I also didn’t drink anything except one pot of tea all day.
We leave the house. We link hands and walk towards the station.
That is all.
Here is what happened according to Sarah: We made it to the station. We travel to 29th street station. I get off because I cannot. I need to go home. Or so I said. Apparently. Then we go back towards home. We stop at the stop before home so I can get sick. We make it back to Edmonds. I’m sick more. I sit very still with my forehead against a wall or something. I know this is true cause when I feel dizy this is my go to position. I’ve been dizzy plenty with my Crohn’s. But I must have been leaning pretty damn hard as my forehead is still a little sore to touch.
I stayed that way for 3 hours. Sarah, not being from Canada, tried to call Aaron back. He had left at 29th street because Sarah assumed we’d make it home fine and asked him to just go on. He was already in the club. So naturally he’s not going to leave and travel over 30 minutes by train to carry me to my house. She thought it was rude but… really who would do that? She tried to ask the station staff attendent people. They ignored her… apparently. Like… obviously they aren’t going to carry someone home. They can’t leave the station. Honestly at this point I don’t know what the fuck she was thinking. Why not call a cab and take me home or to a hospital. No instead she let one of the staff call an AMBULANCE. I don’t have any health care here and I didn’t have my AB stuff on me so I’m hoping to dodge the payment but seriously I’m a little mad. Like if they say ambulance just say you can take a cab.. am I right? I don’t think I was puking that much at this point and anyway. It’s only like 15 minutes away to the hospital but a cab costs 15 bucks and an ambulance costs hundreds. So yeah. I know her heart was in the right place but… kind of annoyed if I have to pay this.
So I woke up sometime after 4AM with an IV in my arm. To be honest I feel like I should have stayed longer for a full bag of fluids but Sarah wanted to go home. So I left and … stole a blanket? whatever. It was warm. I was cold. It was also clean.
This is the first and only time something like this has happened to me. I’m sure it was cause I didn’t eat/drink enough all day. It was scary as fuck cause the next day I couldn’t keep liquids down [which is why I think it would have been best to stay on the IV longer]. I’m sure I had alcohol poisoning. I can’t believe at my age that could happen. I’ve had more than that to drink before which is a big reason why I didn’t think there was anything wrong with how much I drank. However upon reflection I usually drink water while I drink and I didn’t that night [mainly because we only have like 4 glasses and they were all being used :(].
So yeah. My birthday. The pre-party was sweet. There were birthday hats and photos and good convo. The rest. I wish I could say never happened.
ANYWAY. So with him we are just … taking it pretty slow. Obviously trust needs to be built but anyway we enjoy each others company. Just lay around and chat and listen to music. So it’s nice.