Urrrggg :(

I've said it before, and I guess I should say it again...Hello, my name is Krissy and I am an alcoholic. WTF!!

So Friday begins and I am gonna go somewhere to watch the game with Britt, Tony, Kim & Mike, then it changes to I am going to watch Boomer and Lisle while Britt and Tony go to the game, then Tony doesnt want to go because he has to work, so Britt wants me to go with.

So we go. Drink, drink and drink more. Apparently too much, I guess. At about 10am, we started with two water bottles with vodka & juice, then at noon we start at the park, we had $90, at $6.50 each, thats like 13 beers, so like 6 or 7 between us, then we leave (still good) go to John Barleycorn to meet up with Tonys brothers, and two more beers, its like 4 or so now, and I apparently pass out, on the sidewalk. Yes. Un-fricken-believable. I wake up in the ER, bawling.

I dont get it. Brittany is just convinced it was too much. We did eat a hot dog & split fries. I ate before I left too. I dont know, I just still feel really wierd about it. I feel like there has to be something underlying, right?!? I'm not saying I was roofied or anything, but, something else besides being drunk. Well and then the ER didnt do anything, just gave me fluid, no blood test for BAC, nothing!! If they had and I had a <.20 ok, but nothing!! How did they know I just needed fluids and not my stomach pumped? How did they know it was not a diabetic shock or anything?

I just feel like they didnt care, it was wrigleyville, obviously drunk.

Nonetheless, I feel better now. Still freaked out about it all.

And the fricken Cubs sweep them!! Yes, I am a reformed Sox fan, thanks to all the years of Steve, and James & Brittany!