It would be hard for New Year's Eve 2005 to top yesterday, so we didn't even try. My nephew is still alive this morning, and apparently not feeling as horrible as he should be after last night's performance. After hearing all the stories, we have a better picture. It seems that he crawled from the bedroom to the bathroom and ended up throwing up in the sink. My sister, his aunt, saw some of this. Unfortunately, when he tried to turn on the sink, he yanked up on a potted plant, rather than the faucet. After he finally recognized that the plant was not the faucet, he got the tap turned on and laid his head on the sink, which was rapidly filling with water. He had to be told to turn down the water unless he wanted his head under water.
He attempted to crawl back to the bedroom, but gave up in the doorway. He was only on the floor a few minutes before my brother got him up for the woozy drunk walk to his bed.
Later in the evening, he burst into his sister's bedroom, through the closed door, opened a desk cabinet, and looked in confusedly. She asked what he was doing. He replied, "nothing" and left, falling into the door on his way out. We still haven't found out if he remembers any of this.
To his credit, when I went down around dinner time tonight to ask the questions that I needed to ask, all I had to do was walk over to his desk. He looked up at me and said, "I made a bad choice." That sure makes it a lot easier. No need to talk about the evils of overdoing it. I did quiz him on whether he was drunk when I left, and he assures me that he wasn't. The friend who was supposed to pick him up just never showed. He says that's not why he was drinking though. Maybe he's scamming me, but I'm choosing to believe him for my own sanity's sake.
I did some work on the manuscript, finishing another subsection of the chapter. I just can't get going on the next section though. I need to probably jump ahead, but I'm too linear in my thinking and I just can't write out of order. Maybe I'll have a break-through tomorrow.
I heard a few minutes of Dick Clark, and sort of wonder if putting him on TV really was the best choice. Oh well, no TV in this room, so I don't have to listen.
Posted Friday, 24-Aug-2007 17:08:45 PDT
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