Overdrinking isn't fun

On November 7th, 2009. I was at Alice Li's birthday party. I arrived at her place around 9:30pm..the party started and everyone was drinking already. First 15 mins, I think I only drank 3 bottles of corona and few jello shots of pure vodka..Next thing I knew I was drinking pure vodka shots with everyone coming in. (Heard from people that I finished the rest of the vodka bottle) After I saw Jenny, Yanwei, Seth and Phil coming in..I don't remember what happened. People said I was dancing on the table.. and then somehow some guy grabbed me into the washroom? I started puking.

According to others, I was camping in there for an hour. A lot of people came in and helped me to see if i was okay..and acutally I didn't know who were inside. Then I heard someone saying "Yo she puked something red. Let's get her to the hospital." (I think it's blood)
I didn't know how I got to the hospital..(In the end I know I was in ER)
Apparently, we waited for 4 hrs..but it felt like 30 mins. I think I literally passed out for the first few hours..and then I started puking again. The stuff I was puking out was really acidic. I think I damaged my esophagus (food track) that's why I was bleeding.

I didn't have any I.D. on me. Valerie (my classmate who was there with me) called people on my list and good thing they got into contact with Karen. At first they called Sandy and she told them to call Karen. Karen gave them my health card number and whatever..
In ER, I was shaking and shivering like mad. I had trouble breathing. I felt really cold. My limbs felt numb. Anyways I wanted to go home and sleep. But everytime I opened my eyes, I wanted to puke. Did I mention I was in the wheelchair?

I think I only saw the doctor for few seconds. Cause I wanted to leave so they had to check if I was well enough to go home. The doctor recommended me to stay, but fuckit they can't even give me a time when they'll see me. Valerie helped me sign the consent form to discharge myself from the hospital and take full responsibility. (aka if I die, it is not the hospital's problem)

The guy got me back to his car..I think on the way to the parking lot..my pants were falling off =_=! He had a loose grip of me. Anyways finally they managed to find my place and I can finally sleep. Karen was still awake to take care of me.

I'm so glad I met nice people to take care of me. I thought I was going to die that night =**(
Next morning I had a hangover headache and spat out some blood.
Feeling much better now..Just drinking lots of water.