never take the jumbo cup (part2)

So where were we...

...Nighty and I get home and stand over Bonnie who is claiming she's 'fine, just fine', eyes in the back of her head, words slurred like someone who possibly hit their head quite hard. We bundle her into the car and head for the hospital. Bonnie drifts in and out of consciousness whilst the rest of us try to keep her awake with various insults and putdowns. She was called some pretty horrible names during the car ride but its not like she's going to remember, beside it's three against one anyway.

We pull into the hospital emergency drive and Nighty and Clyde hustle Bonnie through the front doors. I parked the car and arrive to find Bonnie has been admitted, Nighty is holding her hand and Clyde is now doing laps of the waiting room in a wheelchair and attempting to jump the chairs. Well if things go badly for him then at least we're in the right place. In all fairness, Clyde is beside himself, and a bit drunk, stressing for his beautiful Bonnie, but trying to keep control of the big guy was becoming an increasingly difficult task.

Anyway... i was rescued by Miss H, who has been released from the police station and has caught a taxi straight to the hospital. Whilst Clyde terrorized the rest of the hospital, Miss H and I sat silently starring at each other across the empty waiting room. The television played quietly in the background but I was in no state to be enjoying Halloween. Whilst Michael Myers beheaded and garroted above me I tapped my foot impatiently. Then Miss H said those terrible, terrible words...

"Are we still going to the club tonight?"

It was like suddenly she could read minds, and mine was currently in the middle of the dancefloor, hands in the air.

I chastised her anyway. Afterall we were here for Bonnie and we still didn't know her condition.

Hands in the air

Hands in the air

Anyway... we didn't make it to the club in the end. Hang on, thats not quite true.

After we were kicked out of the hospital... Thanks Clyde!!!, we headed home, dropping everyone at theirs, oh, except for Bonnie who was going to be kept overnight for observation.

Clyde and I arrived home and sat on the couch in a daze.

That was when Fitness Boy decides to wake up. He fell asleep the moment we got home from bowling and has missed the misadventures. We filled him in on everything he missed. And then he headed off to the club.

I sat on the couch for another two hours waiting for my heart to slow down.

I think it went back to normal some time on thursday.