on your last drinking day, what did you drink
I didn't know it was my last drink when I had it...only when I woke up face down in puke on my daughter's 13th birthday did I realize it had been my last drink (vodka and v8 fusion- very difficult to clean from carpet).
The absolute last time I drank, I had a glass of semi-sweet white wine. However, what convinced me to quit for good was a night out in mid-July.
I went with a friend to a bar and we shared two pitchers and did a few shots.
Then we met up with two more guys and we went to a second bar where we did a few more shots.
Then we moved to a third bar and decided to switch to beer (you know, to be responsible ). My memory gets a bit hazy, but I think we killed six or seven pitchers between the four of us.
Miraculously, I managed to remain concious and in control the entire evening, but I vomited as soon as I got home. To be honest, I feel a bit like vomiting just thinking about how much I drank that night.
This thread is a good idea. I think I needed the reminder.
I went with a friend to a bar and we shared two pitchers and did a few shots.
Then we met up with two more guys and we went to a second bar where we did a few more shots.
Then we moved to a third bar and decided to switch to beer (you know, to be responsible ). My memory gets a bit hazy, but I think we killed six or seven pitchers between the four of us.
Miraculously, I managed to remain concious and in control the entire evening, but I vomited as soon as I got home. To be honest, I feel a bit like vomiting just thinking about how much I drank that night.
This thread is a good idea. I think I needed the reminder.
I'm "one of them" - picked a quit date in advance, months in advance to be precise. That said, not 100% sure of how much and exactly everything I drank. I'm thinking I probably had at least a couple Ultras (had to watch them carbs), then straight to the Vodka and Diet Sprite. After I finished off the Vodka (I'm guessing at least .5 liter) it was getting late and I then had a couple rum and Diet Cokes, finishing off the last of the rum. I may have had one or two more mixed something or others, not sure what but I would have had to have actually not hated the taste. Then I went to bed. The rest, as "they" say, is history.
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For me it was Sangria spritzers and champagne at a friends wedding, I always tried to keep it classy, never went that way for me. I would promise myself that I could just have a couple of drinks, then by the end of the bottle it was half vodka/half Sangria, after that it was anything I could find or talk someone into giving me(it was byob, so there was no bar; so I was asking strangers for anything they could spare). That was not the person I wanted and I will never be that person again it was disgraceful
3 pints of Guinness spread out over about 2 or so hours - it was a test to prove to myself that I wasn't alcoholic.
Had I known those would be my last, I would have gone for some red cabernet, captains n diet, ouzo shots, Jager shots, dirty martinis, THEN the Guinnesses.
Had I known those would be my last, I would have gone for some red cabernet, captains n diet, ouzo shots, Jager shots, dirty martinis, THEN the Guinnesses.
My last drinking day was New Years eve, 2011.
I had some wine in the fridge so I had a glass at lunch time. It was just the one glass and that finished the bottle. By my usual standards it was a small glass but that was all that was left in the bottle.
I had decided to abstain in the New Year so I went to bed early that night and woke up and found this site and posted here.
That was 8 months ago now and I haven't looked back. I knew, at 39, it was now or never as I had been drinking since I was 18.
I am really proud of myself. My life is very different to what it was and I know that is down to me sticking with my decision, not just moaning about how 'hard' it is/will be.
I had some wine in the fridge so I had a glass at lunch time. It was just the one glass and that finished the bottle. By my usual standards it was a small glass but that was all that was left in the bottle.
I had decided to abstain in the New Year so I went to bed early that night and woke up and found this site and posted here.
That was 8 months ago now and I haven't looked back. I knew, at 39, it was now or never as I had been drinking since I was 18.
I am really proud of myself. My life is very different to what it was and I know that is down to me sticking with my decision, not just moaning about how 'hard' it is/will be.
Well, if I had known it was going to be my last day of drinking forever I probably would have gone about it differently........but you know what......it got so bad it didn't matter. I just had one purpose....to get drunk as fast as possible. So thats whay it was 3/4 of a fifth of warm nasty cheap vodka slugged straight from the bottle in the garage. I am not proud but I do not regret it. It made me who I am today, sober.
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Typical alkie. On the rare occasions when I was too tired to continue drinking, I would view the above as a wasted opportunity and like I was missing out.
Mornings, I would collect all the empties and pat myself on the back if I had only drung 8 instead of the usual 12.
The deluded behaviour.
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Enough beer and rum and cokes to give me the hiccups and make me vomit.
Funny, that was not my intention.
Yuck
That was one month ago, Thank God.
I had the urge to drink the other day, then I remembered...when I drink, I vomit.
Thank God, I remembered that it made me vomit.
I don't want to get sick today.
Funny, that was not my intention.
Yuck
That was one month ago, Thank God.
I had the urge to drink the other day, then I remembered...when I drink, I vomit.
Thank God, I remembered that it made me vomit.
I don't want to get sick today.
I have no idea, I'm sure I started with beer but once I blacked out I have no idea what I put into my body. It turned into a 4 or 5 day binge and I don't remember much of it. What I do remember is how I felt. Like tomsteve said, it was what brought me to the point of desperation.
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Keg party. I remember thinking I was beginning to detox from the night before so to hide the shaking I started pounding beer and ended up fine one second then wasted the next. I lost count after ten. The next day changed my life as I was crying in dt's praying to God to make the hallucinations, voices, and surges of panic go away. And to think I had just detoxed a month before in the hospital.
Never again, thanks for the reminder.
Never again, thanks for the reminder.
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