She Drank Boo Boo Juice!

What am I suppose to say, my 18 year old daugher drank Booze on her Birthday and ended up in the Emergency Room?... Here' the story.  I had a group of girls at my house all giddy and getting ready to go out for my daughter's 18th Birthday.  I would walk into the bedroom and say to the girls, "It's kinda getting late, I hate that it's almost 10:00pm and ya'll not even out the door."  The reponse was, "Moma you don't remember being young?....Things don't start happening to at least 11:00pm."... My reply was, "I was NEVER young,  studying, school, housework, and working is all I ever knew."  Grant it I didn't have to walk 20 miles in 6 feet of Snow in Louisiana like my father, but pretty close to it.   Getting back to Birthday Girl....  She had a Sash Saying, "It's My Birthday...Kiss Me.... or Kiss and You Buy Me Booze" (I was't paying attention I thought it just said Birthday Girl) and a Crown that I didn't really see until the Emergency Visit.  Her older sisters were bringing these seniors to some college bars and if I'm not mistaken some girls looked like they had Fake ID's, I'm not sure, but when I looked at there drivers license, these American girls had Oriental features.  They told me Driver's license pictures have the worse lighting and you really never look like yourself.  It's not like a Bouncer would allow Beautiful Girls into a Bar Under Age.  Things like that NEVER happen.  I take my nightly cocktail of Ambien and Seroquel (Bi Polars Gotta Take Their Meds) and was just about to go to sleep when I get a call from an Ambulance Driver at about Midnight (A mother's WORSE NIGHTMARE) telling me my daughter will be find but needs to go to the emergency room because "someone" but something in her drink.  My oldest daughter gets on the phone and ask to speak to her dad.  He SCREAMS, "PUT HER ASS IN THE CAR AND BRING HER HOME"...I was SHOCKED, I said somebody put something in her Coke.  I then said, "I'm going to the emergency room NOW, I threw on my clothes and drove to the hospital with lots of  adreline pumping through my veins.  That Ambien & Seroquel didn't even have a chance of working....When it comes to my daughters, NOTHING stops me.  My husband on the other hand rolled over and went back to sleep.  This is typical.... I have FIGHT, what the Professionals call the "FIGHT OR FLIGHT RESPONSE"...I've always been a FIGHTER....My husband on the other hand avoids Conflict at all Cost, he takes Flight...I'm driving to the hospital with my mind racing with all kinds of terrible thoughts.  I arrive at the hospital, I see my oldest daughter and Birthday Girl's friends... I got in their face and yelled.... "I'M TELLING ALL YOUR MOMAS YA'LL HAVE FAKE ID'S!!!"....I went to the back and saw Birthday Girl in the bed with the nurses fussing over her.  She looks up at me and says..."Have You Come To Beat Me?".....I thought no silly child, "I'm gunna Beat you at home when nobody is watching"...I did like any mother would do, I wiped her smeared mascara and lipstick and said, "it's gunna be alright"... She then crys out to the nurses, "I need to leave, my daddy can't afford this right now, we are broke.".... Well, I couldn't argue that, but I lied and said, don't worry, insurance pays for this after we meet our $10,000 deductible...Then the nurses started poking her arm to get some blood work... They couldn't find a vein.... I kept saying to myself..... "POKE HER.... POKE HER.... POKE HER.."  Then Birthday Girl crys out to me and says, "EVERYTHING YOU'VE SAID, sniff, sniff,  ABOUT LIFE sniff, sniff IS RIGHT, snif, sniff,  I'VE SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO YOU, sniff, sniff, BETTER"....."Hmmm... There Is A God", I say to myself..... I help Birthday to the bathroom to get a urine sample, after all, she was "drugged" by "someone".... They tell Birthday Girl to be quiet they had a serious problem behind the other curtain.....My ears perk up, all I understood was..."How many piercing do you have?... It's gunna be hard to get them all out, This is gunna tear, It's gunna hurt, WOW, I've never seen this before, and Are you seeking help for this problem?...The writer in me needs pencil & paper... My sister said (after I called her the next day), "Desiree I can't believe you didn't peek through the curtain and pretend you were lost and you had the wrong room & STARE"... God she knows me so well.....After our 4 hour wait, I had dozed off holding my daughter's precious hand, while she peacefully slept.  Then the doctor walks in to tell me the results....."Your daughter had a blood alcohol level of  .009? or 1.009? or & 1.90?" ... I just said, "I don't understand what you are saying?"... "Your daughter was Drunk", he said.....I was stunned... I thought.... "NO WAY.....She doesn't Drink.".....Next day, I get the REAL STORY.... Guys in College Town saw her Birthday Sash and said, "All Birthday Girls Drink SHOTS"....She said she didn't like alcohol, but they kept saying, "But That's What ALL Birthday Girls Do, They Drink SHOTS"....I guess because she's the 3rd daughter out of 4, it's my fault because I didn't give her enought Attention.... All is well now, Birthday Girl has learned her Lesson...She doesn't drink anymore and she doens't like people that do either.....She went from The Birthday Girl to The Self Righteous Girl..... I couldn't be more Prouder!