A difficult evening

I went for my doctor's appointment yesterday, and my very close friend who is family came with me. She had witnessed my fit last Monday. I heard for the first time the full details of what had happened, and feel quite shaken by it. I also feel distressed that people I love very much had seen me in that condition.
I needed cheering up, so treated myself to a lavish dinner. I had a sausage in batter with chips, and ate them in the pub. It cheered me up enormously to see quite a few people I am friends with. The wonderful lady who had been to the doctors with me came later with her partner. The German tourist came back and we got a bit rat-arsed together, and had both sensible and silly conversations in German. My brother was there too, but was initially feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the hubbub. He soon settled down. He always manages to put me at ease when I'm feeling upset. We had quite a few good laughs. Cunt the First came in. Luckily there were so many people in the pub that the cunt was spoilt for choice of victims. He spent most of the night pestering other people, rather than my brother.
My mood is still a little bit odd this morning, and I have contacted the school to let them know I'm not up to going in today. I'm having one of those swirling days where everyone and everything is going round and round and round.