85 36 hours. (2/2)

Sunday, January 29, 2017

6:45 pm My head, I hurt, what happened to me for to suffer so much? I remember getting up just now and drinking that damn alcohol and then nothing. It can not be that? Am I so weak that I can not stand a little alcohol anymore?

”Lisa, Lisa, you're finally awake. I was so worried. The doctor who came wanted us to drive you to the hospital, I refused but I was about to do it seeing you do not were waking up.”

My dear little sister does not put you in such a state, it's not the first time I get drunk. ”Have I slept long?»

«Around 36 or 37 hours I think. I thought you would not be able to go to Grandma's funeral tomorrow morning.”

What, 36 hours? But I did not sleep, it was a fucking ethyl comas. This woman and her little homemade alcohol is crazy. ”Do not worry, I'll rest well and we'll say goodbye to Grandma as agreed.”

Emie. ”But Lisa, why did you accept to drink a big glass of this strange mixture knowing that it was 95 °? Did you want to kill yourself or did you forget to think?”

???? 95 °? ”Perhaps your second proposition is pretty close to the truth. Emie, can you bring me something to eat? Then I'll rest to be in shape tomorrow morning.”

Monday, January 30, 2017

9:00am I slept 36 hours in a row. Last night I had a headache like never before, but less than fifteen minutes after eating, I fell asleep again. That night, my dreams had no meaning and were strange, almost stupid. This stay with my former teacher was quite short for me, a short night, plus a few minutes and a short evening. At this moment Emie and I are getting ready to pay tribute to our grandmother who has been away for a few days now. I would have liked to collect on her body before but the fear that it causes problems dissuaded me. For the moment, I have a wish, or rather a hope, to which I unfortunately do not believe. Although I do not particularly like the one that I thought was my father and my uncle's sick, I really hope they'll make the trip to say goodbye to their mother, but knowing their egoism, I'm afraid that it's just a wishful thinking. I do not worry about her coffin and her tombstone, because having sent a lot of money for that, I know that she will at least have the chance to have a last comfortable and elegant home, although now it is a little useless. Maybe I did it to be more at peace with myself, in which case it would be selfish, but no matter the result will be the same.