- 4 years ago
- Wedding: May 2017 - Hawaii beach wedding
This is going to be a long, rambling post.
Short story: I got married two days ago in Hawaii. The night of our wedding, I got quite drunk. I don’t remember the night at all. Nothing. According to everyone, I had about 4 drinks. I’m a small person (5’4; 110 lbs), but I can hold my liquor really, really well. I’m utterly shocked that I a) apparently blacked out and b) what happened afterward.
According to my now-husband, I passed out drunk and was dead weight. He and his brother carried me to our hotel room, and my husband put me on the bed. He says he started to take off his suit, and watched me start rolling, “in slow motion” off the side of the bed, then later, he said I rolled off the end of the bed, and in various incarnations he’s said I hit the wall, and that he didn’t see what I hit.
The next morning, I woke up with a black eye. It is SO bad. I cannot even begin to describe the horror of my eye. It was swollen shut, my face on that side was numb, and my nose kept bleeding. I couldn’t do anything yesterday, which could be either from the hangover or a concussion. I wasn’t upset at that point, just confused. My husband said it was nbd, and I thought he was right.
Well, I stayed in the hotel room all day, but tried to venture out once (in huge sunglasses), and got super dizzy and sick. When we got back to the hotel room, my nose started bleeding again, so I tried to blow my nose. I felt cracking in my nose, and it freaked me out because when I blew my nose, my lower face on that side was numb and I can feel it in my teeth. Hard to explain.
Anyhow, I told my husband I think I broke something in my face. He seemed pretty annoyed because he was tired and wanted to go to sleep. I was unsure of whether I was overreacting, so I called my Mom and asked her advice. She said to go to the ER, which we did.
Turns out I fractured a few parts of my face—under my eye, my nose, and my lower jaw.
Today, when I saw his parents, I told them the doctor also said I had a, “pretty bad concussion.” My husband then said I didn’t have a concussion. I said I remember the dr. saying I did, and he argued back that the doctor never said that. So, in essence, I feel like he said I was lying in front of his parents. This freaked me out. I just have this weird, scared feeling. I’m almost 100% sure he didn’t hit me or anything, but his response to the injury is where I’m feeling really uncomfortable.
So, I was passed out drunk, fell off the bed, hit my eye, and bled everywhere—oh, yeah, there was blood all over the bed on my side, then he did nothing. He didn’t call…anyone. He didn’t think to take me to the hospital, he didn’t even think to ice my f***ing face.
I’m so confused right now. Did I make a huge mistake? Does he even really care about me? Why is he acting weird? I think he’s defensive because of his reaction was basically a non-reaction. What the f*** should do? Am I overreacting because I feel crappy and emotional?