My Jaybaby
So. Friday Jay almost died. Seriously. Dead. Almost
Jack's stag was in downtown Plantsville, and my babycakes drank a little too much. He drank a lot too much actually. When Mike and Todd brought him to the emergency room, the doctors took his blood alcohol level - .35! The doctor told Jay that it is extremely rare that a person can drink to the point of having that level of alcohol in their system - only 2% of people to be exact. The other 98% of people either puke the alcohol up before that point, or are dead. A .35 blood alcohol level means that you have drank 15 drinks in less that an hour.
I went directly from East Hampton, where I had been chaperoning the 8th grade dance, to Bradley Memorial. I sat with Jay for two hours before going home to bed. He didn't even know I was there. He couldn't open his eyes, or comprehend what was going on (the doctors also told Jay that his coherence level was worse than when doctors put patients under anesthesia). It was one of the worst moments of my life. He was mumbling my name, and begging for help, or for someone to kill him.
I don't think that there is a word in the universe that describes how I feel, and how I have been feeling. I am not even going to attempt to describe the thoughts and feelings that take over your body when you find that the person you love the most in this world has almost died.
What I can say is this - after you finish reading this you should get up from your computer and tell the people you love, that you love them sooooo much - you can never say it too many times, and you never know if it is the last chance you will get to say it.
Jack's stag was in downtown Plantsville, and my babycakes drank a little too much. He drank a lot too much actually. When Mike and Todd brought him to the emergency room, the doctors took his blood alcohol level - .35! The doctor told Jay that it is extremely rare that a person can drink to the point of having that level of alcohol in their system - only 2% of people to be exact. The other 98% of people either puke the alcohol up before that point, or are dead. A .35 blood alcohol level means that you have drank 15 drinks in less that an hour.
I went directly from East Hampton, where I had been chaperoning the 8th grade dance, to Bradley Memorial. I sat with Jay for two hours before going home to bed. He didn't even know I was there. He couldn't open his eyes, or comprehend what was going on (the doctors also told Jay that his coherence level was worse than when doctors put patients under anesthesia). It was one of the worst moments of my life. He was mumbling my name, and begging for help, or for someone to kill him.
I don't think that there is a word in the universe that describes how I feel, and how I have been feeling. I am not even going to attempt to describe the thoughts and feelings that take over your body when you find that the person you love the most in this world has almost died.
What I can say is this - after you finish reading this you should get up from your computer and tell the people you love, that you love them sooooo much - you can never say it too many times, and you never know if it is the last chance you will get to say it.