Jun 1, 2010

A Lessen Learned... The Hard Way

Let me start out by saying, when medications come with warnings that say such things as "Taking this medicine alone or with alcohol may lessen your ability to drive or preform hazardous tasks," what they really mean is, "If you're gonna drink, prepare to be TRASHED... and then beg for death."

This was my weekend. I thought I was going to the Indianapolis 500 to enjoy festivities. I thought it would be a fun time, a new experience (I'd never been) and plus, My boyfriend got free tickets through his work.

We went up Saturday afternoon. We got through traffic and whatnot at about 6 and met up with his friends from work. We intended to stay the night, walk around, and watch about half of the race the next day. Unfortunately, about 6 hours and 4 16oz beers later, I was curled up in the back seat of my car with a plastic sack on the floorboard full of vomit. (Someone had so thoughtfully grilled me a delicious steak, and even through my drunkeness, I couldn't be rude and turn it down). Oh yes, steak and beer vomit. It was horrid.

I would also like to emphasize what an OUTSTANDING impression I made on Eric's colleagues, most of whom I had never before met. So they either thought I am a total lush, or I just can't handle my alcohol. Not to mention I'm sure it reflected marvelously on Eric. Luckily, he did a little explaining of the circumstances concerning my anxiety and my new medication, and they were understanding and forgiving. Thank god. I felt like a complete ass. And we had to leave early.

Thankfully, by the time we arrived safely at home, I had long-since successfully evacuated all the contents of my stomach (and then some), had a chance to sleep it off, hydrate with some water, and I actually felt well enough to shower and eat some Wheat Thins without yacking some more.

Moral of the story, I will NOT drink like that again. 64 oz of beer might not seem like a lot, but considering all the factors, including the fact I'm only 5'2", 115 lbs, I'm thinking it was about 50oz too many. Lessen learned. But I ruined what was potentially going to be a really great weekend. Go me.

Here's to hoping your weekend was better than mine...


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