Post 1000 in the thread I drink too much but usually don’t go hard enough for a real hangover anymore My organs probably won’t survive all the ibuprofen I take though
I’m going to be back here so hard tomorrow. I bought a trip at a charity auction, and I know tomorrow me is going to hate my fucking guts.
I rarely get hangovers but ibuprofen/gatorade/biotene have too much impact on my life, as long as I get something for breakfast then I'm great
He just told me it was actually Myrtle Beach. Teggs hasn’t worn a shirt with sleeves all weekend and he’s not apologizing to anybody either.
And that's why he will be here today. The trip isn't until later in the summer. The charity auction at the country club was last night.
Spent 3 nights in New Orleans this weekend, and this is shaping up to be an all time hangover Monday. Thank the lord I work from home and can try to go sweat out some evils over lunch.
I don't miss throwing up every morning. Mostly gag/phlegm like residues of what I'm assuming my stomach didn't process. I always imagined the gunk on top of a hot batch of still. One day I laid on the couch and puked for about 10-12 hours. I filled up 50-75% of a 13-gallon kitchen trash can while watching the opening round of March Madness 2018. That was probably day 6 of a good, long run. Guess who drank the next day?
Drinking 12-14hrs+ a day does weird things to a man's body. Natty cans or Yuengling draught depending on the bar and at least two sleeves of fireball minis in my car and pockets. Mixed in with pints of Burnetts or Pinnacle to make my dollar stretch a little farther. Every day.
So that was March. Finally at the end of summer, I decided I needed to quit. Loaded up with a buddy and headed to Knoxville the Friday morning of Labor Day weekend for Pruitt's first game. One more weekend blowout before taking a break, fixing my marriage, being a better person, etc. But also my Rheumatologist gave me a small intervention about my liver counts being high when he was trying to fix my gout. I'd get gout flare-ups and just pop a hydro and drink more. Pain and swelling would cease in a few days, maybe. Sometimes, id have to use crutches the pain was so bad. But never bad enough to put the bottle down. Quit for about 56 days. My marriage was far none better. But the doc said my liver was fine and normal. So, I decided to have a bourbon with dinner. 6 days later I was trying to leave work. It was Friday. I had been drunk since Saturday night/Sunday morning. I powered through the day somehow. Dry heaved a dozen times that day. It was brutal. But when I got to the office door to leave, I shut down. Basically had the only other person in our office to call 911. Ambulance ride to ER and overnight stay in the hospital. Said I had a panic attack caused by drinking and dehydration. Felt better the next morning and wanted to leave the hospital and go to Knoxville to watch Tennessee vs Kentucky. I had tickets and friends expecting me to go. I got talked out of it. Stayed quit for about 60 or so days after that one. But by the Super Bowl, it was back on. Tennessee was #1 for a month or so that basketball season. Good times, but very dark times.
My anxiety is absolutely horrible when I’m hungover or just dehydrated in general. so what I’m saying is, my anxiety is pretty constant. Pop a Buspirone and try to get on with my day.
I threw up every morning for about 15 years. First thing I would do when I got up is chug a glass of water so I’d have something to mix in with the green and yellow gunk in my stomach to make it all come up on the first couple of gags. Otherwise it would take 5-10 minutes of repeated retching to get it all out. I miss drinking, but I don’t miss that.
Now you teach me that water trick? It would always take me three times in a 10-15 minute window of going through the whole gag process to get it all up. Then liquid shit a few times in between. I don't miss any of that.