As I sit here, I wonder about my sanity. Am I compos mentis ? So many questions thrown my way this weekend, I cannot help but be overwhelmed by the vast amount of thoughts that pass through my head. So many people with ideas on who I am and what I'm about. Thinking they are experts on the topic of 'Soosh', but what they really know is just the tip of the volcano. Does anyone really know when the volcano will erupt, spewing molten lava and causing, such havoc and destruction? For me, I prefer that the volcano never erupts!

So why am I like this today? My moods fluctuated often this weekend. Liken me to Beethoven's Piano Sonata Number 14 in C Sharp Minor 'quasi una fantasia' Opus 27, No.2 "Moonlight Sonata". Sometimes I am the Adagio sostenuto but mainly this weekend my mind was like the Presto agitato I got so drunk on Friday night, I was in a giggling stupor. I tried to prove that I could be fully functionable and lucid, so I wrote some words of wisdom for you in my Inebriated state. I think after 1 and 1/3 bottles of cheap Spumanti ($2.99 a bottle - cheap and nasty), 5 shots (tumblers) of V.S.O.P. Cognac and 2 shots of Vodka (80% proof), listening to Jeff Buckley, I was totally of my rocker! I don't remember much what happened, but my hubby and my friend (they had spewed already and although tipsy, where still in their faculties) put me to sleep with a bucket (which was multiply utilised throughout the night) and a kiss. I vaguely remember my friend's husband on top of me, rolled there in his stupor, apart from him groping my tit (by accident), nothing happened.

In the morning, I vowed I wouldn't get drunk again for aslong as I lived, I felt so ill. I didn't have a headache, but I was so nausious I stayed in bed till 3:30pm. There was popcorn all over the house and empty bottles and glasses everywhere. For 4 people we sure made a ruckass! Hubby spewed all over the laundry, my friend's spewed all over the toilet, and I spewed about 6 times into a bucket and in the middle of the night, into the toilet.

Then last night we went to my sister's place. We watched Fierce Creatures, with John Cleese and Jami Lee Curtis etc...It reminded me of the night before, how my house was transformed into a zoo.

Today, someone who I hadn't talked to in a while called. This NUTCASE was talking about so many different things, she was having trouble making sense. In fact I have avoided talking to her, as she is MEGA dellusional, and quite dangerous. Guess What? She is a nurse too! Scary thought that! That is how I met her. I lent her my support when she needed it, and now she depends on me for support, despite living on the outskirts of town (costs me heaps to call her) and if I don't call her, I get nasty feedback. Mind you she is in her late 50's, and I am supposed to give her advice! In fact I saved her from going into a coma. She is a diabetic and went for an exam (- which we both sat for-which she failed) without regulating her blood sugar levels. I noticed her weird behaviour and sat her in my car and gave her lollies. I was just a level 1 nurse then, and we were in the company of critically trained nurses, who failed to see her behavioural changes. I knew she was having a hypo. I helped her as much as I could, but when I went for my exam, she went into the car with another nurse who was there and this nurse gave her a cigarette and sent her on her way home. That night she ended up in Emergency needing I.V Therapy.

Now I have been assigned the role (since I got the highest exam score) of trying to tutor her and get her to pass the exam, even though it was almost 9 months ago. I really feel that she should not be sitting for the exam in her present mental state, but I can't be her mother, just her advisor.

On a lighter note, I have organised that my pictures will be up in another day or two so keep watching...

I hope next weekend will be better....Bye for this one....

Soosh

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