So by 7:30pm, things start winding down. The kegs were being rolled out (they killed 2 kegs and IDK how much wine, but there were over 200 people there and 90% were adults) I had agreed to stay to help clean up and set things back to where they were supposed to be. We ended up leaving a little after 8.
We, stopped to get something to eat, went home to change and then we were going to A's mom's house for the after party. We got to A's mom's house around 10pm and there were probably 100 people there. And even more beer. I've never, ever seen so much beer at one house party. There had to have been 20 cases.
I got a chance to hang out and talk to a lot of people. People were playing cards and bean bag toss. A's mom has a deck with a ramp (she had it built for A because of A's mobility issues). There's parts of the deck that aren't finished. At one point I was walking up the deck and this guy almost fell off the deck where there was no railing. I grabbed him and was like, "Woah buddy take it easy!" He clutched on to me and I had to basically untangle myself from him.
After mingling for a few hours, I was ready to go. It was past midnight. I wanted bed. I told DH and my friend that was staying with me that I was ready to go. They were in the middle of things, so I waited them out. DH came and found me and then our friend was having a conversation with one of her and A's friends from college. After about 20 min, DH said he was going to grab a beer while we waited.
Next thing I know, A's grandma busts in the door and says we need an ambulance. Everyone was all "WTF?!" I go outside and I see DH holding the drunk guy from earlier up. Apparently, he fell off the deck and into the bushes and was passed out face down. A's mom found him. Luckily DH was right there to assist with the situation.
I guess the kid came around enough to call off the ambulance. Everyone was standing around trying to decide what to do. One of our friends is a surgical nurse, so she came out and started asking questions. Turns out, the kid had a STROKE about 3 weeks ago! The nurse was like, "Yeah, I think he should go to the hospital."
So then everyone's trying to decide who's going to take him. Turns out, no one was sober enough except for me. So we piled this kid, and three of his friends into our car. Thankfully, the hospital is 2 min from A's house. We literally did a drop and go, since he had his friends with him and they were calling other people to meet them there.
After that, I told DH that we were done. We went back to A's and got our friend and went home. I didn't get home until 2am. And my car smelled like alcohol and nastiness (I think the kid puked on himself before he got in my car) yesterday. I made DH clean it out twice, febreeze the isht, out of it and air it out.
At least it was a party, which is what A would have wanted!