Hospital So, here I am. Back in the palace of terror, and shame. My dignity gone, before I even got here. Weeks of drinking, without eating had left me so tired, and weak that I could hardly stand up. I had a bath. Getting in wasn't easy . Getting out was impossible. Emergency services had to come, and lift me out. Then my eyes were a mad, glowing yellow, like a cat's. Jaundiced, hepatitis. So they brought me here. And here I've been since. No drink. No cigarettes. No fun.