The Story - Part 2,The Begining (Addition To)

I forgot a story... how unsurprising. Keep in mind that I don't remember this myself, only a vague memory of being asked some questions. Please also keep in mind that 80% (or some big number like that, varies from country to country I'm sure) of teenage seizures are caused my drug abuse. (Not my case, thank you very much. I don't even drink. The very idea of my doing either is pretty funny if you know me well.)
Okay, so I'm at the hospital in emerg, still really dozy and out of it, when one of the docs comes in. He started grilling me.
"Do you know what 'E' is?"
I said I did.
"When was the last time you were at a rave Katie?"
By now, even this early in the conversation, I'm gone. Like a curtain had dropped. I just gave him a blank look.
"When was the last time you had E Katie?"
More blank looks.
The questions continued in this manner for a short while longer until the doc decides he's had enough and storms out of the room, a look of disgust on his face. My parents heard him slam the chart down outside. Obviously, he was convinced I'd overdosed on E.
Later, when I'm back to myself and awake, my mom turned to me and asked me what E is.
I just turned to her and said. "It's the fifth letter of the alphabet."
I think it was eventually corrected with the doc, but it's still funny to me, though he was a bit of a jerk. *snerk*