Its a great learning experience, but I'm absolutely grateful my friends did find me and get me to the ER.
For some reason, whenever I write a long post it ends up at the end of a page. Allow me to repost it
It's Saturday in a small mountain town and I was invited to camp with two lovely ladies at 420 fest. We leave Durango for the festival around noon and detour to the dispensary and gas station. We arrive around 3:30, see a friend (we'll call her Sarah), she lights a joint for us, and the four of us set up our makeshift camp. The It turns out that its only a tent for two people and they planned this. All three of us were to share the tent. Sarah is contemplating camping because she needs to work on a final.
After setting up camp we go to the concert area. We made it there just before 4:20 and we smoke, of course. I saw my RA there, she's cool. After 4:20 everything gets blurry, but I'll do my best to remember.
We wandered around the camp sites without Sarah. Don't know where she went, but I don't mind. She is one of those girls I have to put in the friend zone because they can cause a lot of drama if they weren't. She kind of gets that, but she still persists.
There were a lot of familiar faces around the camp sits, but nothing particularly interesting was going on yet. Naturally we went to take some shots of everclear when Sarah shows up. She had decided that she was going back to study and abstains from drinking.
After we took shots things get really blurry. I know what happened, but I can hardly tell the order of things. Here is just a list of things worth mentioning.
-We spent some time at our camp. We drink some more everclear and smoke some hash. Sarah heads out and the other two girls proceed to tell me they are bi. Yeah, a threesome was in the works.
-We mixed the rest of the everclear with some sort of sobe drink. It turned out to be a really good combo. Then, we head over to the concert area and socialize some more and started dancing.
-I really can't piece together what I did for the next four hours, but I was doing any of the following:
a) Hanging out at camp fires
b) Dancing like crazy. A few of my friends were playing that night.
c) Smoking some pot, but we really didn't smoke much later
d) Starting a small fire of our own.
e) Hanging out in a shelter right by the concert venue and messed around with the girls
f) Going back to the camp sites and probably the car.
We begin to sober up and decide to go back to the camp site. I walked one of them in my arms and the other with her arms wrapped around me. All of were happy as could be, excited for the events to follow.
We make it to the camp site after wandering through other camp sites and notice our neighbors were having a fire. We agreed to check out the fire and let things escalate there.
It turns the kids at the camp fire go to the same school as us. They had a wine bag and let us slap it a bunch of times. I was excited to get a little drunk but, at this point, I hadn't eaten anything for close to six hours. That wine bag snuck up on me like a mother fucker. I blacked out and woke up to a bunch of strangers moving me around and bandaging me up.
I woke up with a 2% full thickness burn (third degree burn on 2% of my body), burnt hair, partial thickness burns (second degree) all over my upper back, and my clothing was had caught on fire. No one knew what happened. The girls don't know. I don't even know the people who bandaged me (but I am absolutely grateful they were there to help me out). We went to the ER and realized that I had lost my wallet with my insurance card, debit card, MMJ card, drivers license, and my school ID. The rebandaged me, gave me pain and anti-nausea meds, and told me to see a plastic surgeon the next morning.
I went back to the dorms where I proceeded to puke from the pain of second degree burns. Everytime I tried to move the pain made me dispel what water I had just drunk. When I ran out of water I laid I just laid in my bed. I tried to walk across the hall to the water fountain a few times, but whenever I sat up I would dry heave. The girls came to visit me a few times, but I politely told them to leave. I'm sure they didn't want to see me all pale and in pain, but they probably felt really bad. They did leave me by the fire, but they blacked out like I did.
Eventually the pain subsided and I was able to call my parents and postpone a final. I tried to get some sleep, but it was pretty hard. I didn't take the pain meeds I was given, but the anti-nausea meds were effective. The only trick with the anti-nausea meds is, I need to stop throwing up. I smoked some hash oil and that helped a lot.
I'm getting skin grafted from my leg on thursday after my finals. I won't be able to do anything for a week. Keep me entertained NS, I will be pretty bored.
tl;dr Could have had a threesome, but drunk me decided to sleep in a fire. Don't drink on an empty stomach and pace yourself.
On the bright side, I got a cool tattoo and a free hair cut :)
