[Jamie123]

Originally Posted by Iggy

I was going out on a blind date with my room mate and her date.

I wasn't feeling really good, and I really didn't like the dude. The guys come to pick us up, we get in the car headed to the drive in (yuck! to start with) and I ask my room mate for a couple of her industrial strength head ache pills.

My date pipes up with, here take one of these. With out thinking, or asking what it is, I take the pill and swallow it down with a gulp of beer.(double yuck- how can people drink that icky stuff?)

That is pretty much the last thing I remember. I woke up on my sofa and I felt like I had a mattress stuffed down my throat.

According to my room mate, I sat back to let the pill work, and as the car took a corner just a bit to fast, I threw up all over my date and the back seat.

The driver turned the car around, and when they got to our apartment, they removed me from the car and left me on the side walk, then drove to a car wash.

I woke up three days later. My neighbor found me out on the sidewalk and got me into my apartment, then called one of my navy intern friends. He and three other of his buddies kept watch over me continuously for those three days. Found out that my blind date gave me a pain pill that has codeine in it. I am allergic to codeine. Throwing up got rid of most of the pill- but I was also sick.

Two weeks later the blind date called to see if I was better and wanted to go out. I asked him whose idea was it to just dump me out of the car? He said the other guy. I said, well you sure have no back bone in you to just do as he says and leave me passed out on the sidewalk. Never went out with him. Never double dated with my room mate again either.

I continued to date the intern though. Sweet guy. Broke my heart when he got transferred to San Diego (we were in Bremerton at the time).

Ah...what it was like to be young!