Today turned out to be one of the worst days I’ve ever had in the 31 years I’ve lived. It all started at roughly 5:30. I was watching a repeat of a comedy quiz show on Dave Ja Vu. I was also sat in a chat room on Second Life. Some guy called me on Second Life and then hung up before I could refuse the call. In a panic, thinking he was a hacker about to steal everything from me, I disconnected from everything online and shut off my PC. This was when the TV show started getting weird in my mind. There was all this talk about Earth II and how the world was about to end, something that didn’t happen when I watched the same episode about 2-3 hours earlier on Dave.
My heart was racing, and the TV channel shut off. I race outside, and a car slides to a halt. I ask the guy “What do we do now?” He has no idea.
With people now avoiding me, I head to the river and attempt to drown myself. Seconds later, I wade out of the river, realising I’m being an idiot and head home for a shower. I guess putting my head under the water temporarily snapped me out of the delusional moment I was having. I finished showering, and I found myself panicking once again. I call on my neighbour, who doesn’t answer the door because she just got out of a shower herself.
Moments later, I’m out on the street again in fresh clothes. Egyptians worshipping cats is now crossing my mind. Why? I have no idea. On a random road, a cat glares evilly at me (or at least that’s how my mind interprets it all). I panic again and knock on the nearest door. An elderly lady answers, and I ask if I can come in. Unsurprisingly, she refuses as she doesn’t know who I am. I can’t blame her for that. I look back at the cat, who is still watching me with that evil glare it had before. I sighed and lay myself down behind a car, thinking that the cat was going to come over and claw me to death. Nothing happens. It’s all in my mind.
At this point, I’m utterly terrified that the world is about to end. I force open a wooden gate I come across and enter someone’s garden. I climb onto a wall in the garden and jump what I thought was about a two-story drop, hoping that the fall would kill me before the world ended. Luckily for myself (and my friends), I survived the fall but am in extreme pain due to my right ankle being broken and at a 90-degree angle. Ouch. “Why the hell did I just do that?” I think to myself as I lay there in great pain, alone and unsure of where exactly I am.
It’s a while before I notice someone walking their dog. I yell out to him for help; luckily, he hears my calls. He introduced himself to me as Mike and called for help himself. He attempts to keep me calm and relaxed by chatting with me. I don’t recall what we talked about, though. Richard turns up after a little while. I was glad to see him. I think I may have insulted him, though.
In an ambulance heading to Treliske Hospital in Truro, I am given laughing gas, which causes me to tell lame jokes. One joke I remember making was, “Knock, knock.” “Who’s there?” “Bob.” “Bob who?” “Bob Bob.” We all laughed, although the joke wasn’t that funny at all. I also ended up calling Richard “Frankenstein” when he asked if I recognised him.
Another crazy episode I had during the day happened when I was in Treliske Hospital. I swear that one of the nurses was my best friend of 15 years - Holly. I kept calling out to her, begging her to help me, kiss me, hold me close. Doctors were pinning me down to stop me from grabbing hold of this one nurse who I thought was Holly.
I’m hoping that I didn’t hurt or offend anyone in all of these delusional episodes.
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