I went out with 2 friends for the first time in ages. I went to sit down as I was tired and they were still dancing. I hadn't had a lot to drink and there are photos of me looking completely normal. I can remember agreeing to a drink with a group round the table - then blank. I woke up the next morning in some bloke's bed, he was waking me up telling me to go home before his flatmate woke up. I couldn't get out of the building and had to wait for a woman to come down the stairs and press a buzzer, she took me to a cafe and got me a cup of tea, told me how to get a train. I try so hard to remember what happened and nothing. I'm convinced I've got every lurgy going and can't get it out of my head. I can't tell my friends, I just told them I was tired and went home early although they were trying to ring me all through the night. My husband is coming back from a business trip tomorrow and I am petrified.