I slammed vodka for breakfast....
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I slammed vodka for breakfast....
One day in a hotel in New York City, I woke from a blackout sleep with very little time to get ready before client meetings. My head pounded and my body shook and I felt ready to puke.
In a rush I got in the shower, shaved, forced myself through a morning routine. I vomited. I felt weak and feverish. I didn't know how I was going to make it through the next few minutes, much less the day. There was a long series of meetings that would extend at least until late morning or noon.
In a spur-of-the-moment decision, recalling times when morning-after mimosas led to enjoyable Sundays, I tore open the minibar and threw down a few excedrin for my headache - chasing them with vodka. I retched.... but held it in, and opened another mini-bottle.
I got through that day... somewhat revived and barely making it through only because I'd re-booted my buzz before falling hopelessly into hangover mode. Then I went out that afternoon and kept drinking until I shamefully boarded a plane the next morning.... and drank my way back home.
That was a turning point and that vodka for breakfast had unwittingly opened the doors for many other such mornings. Vodka as hangover cure. Vodka as comfort food. Vodka just so I could function that day.... Vodka - the portal to the next blackout.
I didn't get to that point overnight. No. For many years I drank pretty heavily but I didn't have "a problem". Nope. Not me. NO problem. Maybe a lot of financial problems. Maybe a DUI and a hit and run. Maybe some drunk and disorderly arrests and some destruction of property and maybe dozens upon dozens of arguments with my wife while drinking and maybe behind on lots of responsibilities in life but I DIDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM.
Then one day I'm vomiting in the sink in my kitchen and even Vodka for breakfast isn't making it better.
That's how fast it happens, when you don't have "a problem".
I sure am glad I don't slam vodka for breakfast anymore.
In a rush I got in the shower, shaved, forced myself through a morning routine. I vomited. I felt weak and feverish. I didn't know how I was going to make it through the next few minutes, much less the day. There was a long series of meetings that would extend at least until late morning or noon.
In a spur-of-the-moment decision, recalling times when morning-after mimosas led to enjoyable Sundays, I tore open the minibar and threw down a few excedrin for my headache - chasing them with vodka. I retched.... but held it in, and opened another mini-bottle.
I got through that day... somewhat revived and barely making it through only because I'd re-booted my buzz before falling hopelessly into hangover mode. Then I went out that afternoon and kept drinking until I shamefully boarded a plane the next morning.... and drank my way back home.
That was a turning point and that vodka for breakfast had unwittingly opened the doors for many other such mornings. Vodka as hangover cure. Vodka as comfort food. Vodka just so I could function that day.... Vodka - the portal to the next blackout.
I didn't get to that point overnight. No. For many years I drank pretty heavily but I didn't have "a problem". Nope. Not me. NO problem. Maybe a lot of financial problems. Maybe a DUI and a hit and run. Maybe some drunk and disorderly arrests and some destruction of property and maybe dozens upon dozens of arguments with my wife while drinking and maybe behind on lots of responsibilities in life but I DIDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM.
Then one day I'm vomiting in the sink in my kitchen and even Vodka for breakfast isn't making it better.
That's how fast it happens, when you don't have "a problem".
I sure am glad I don't slam vodka for breakfast anymore.
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Originally Posted by soberwolf 
That subject line was to throw others : (
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Thank you for posting this. I too didn't get to the point of using vodka as a cure all over night, but I sure as heck ended up there. I can thoroughly understand "how fast it happens when you 'don't have a problem.'"
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Free Owl,
The funny thing about turning points is that we don't see them until we are past them and looking in our mirror, wishing we could put the car in reverse and start over.
But we can't, so here we are.
Great post.
The funny thing about turning points is that we don't see them until we are past them and looking in our mirror, wishing we could put the car in reverse and start over.
But we can't, so here we are.
Great post.
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Your story brings many memories of a drunken life. Crashing
Originally Posted by FreeOwl
One day in a hotel in New York City, I woke from a blackout sleep with very little time to get ready before client meetings. My head pounded and my body shook and I felt ready to puke.
In a rush I got in the shower, shaved, forced myself through a morning routine. I vomited. I felt weak and feverish. I didn't know how I was going to make it through the next few minutes, much less the day. There was a long series of meetings that would extend at least until late morning or noon.
In a spur-of-the-moment decision, recalling times when morning-after mimosas led to enjoyable Sundays, I tore open the minibar and threw down a few excedrin for my headache - chasing them with vodka. I retched.... but held it in, and opened another mini-bottle.
I got through that day... somewhat revived and barely making it through only because I'd re-booted my buzz before falling hopelessly into hangover mode. Then I went out that afternoon and kept drinking until I shamefully boarded a plane the next morning.... and drank my way back home.
That was a turning point and that vodka for breakfast had unwittingly opened the doors for many other such mornings. Vodka as hangover cure. Vodka as comfort food. Vodka just so I could function that day.... Vodka - the portal to the next blackout.
I didn't get to that point overnight. No. For many years I drank pretty heavily but I didn't have "a problem". Nope. Not me. NO problem. Maybe a lot of financial problems. Maybe a DUI and a hit and run. Maybe some drunk and disorderly arrests and some destruction of property and maybe dozens upon dozens of arguments with my wife while drinking and maybe behind on lots of responsibilities in life but I DIDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM.
Then one day I'm vomiting in the sink in my kitchen and even Vodka for breakfast isn't making it better.
That's how fast it happens, when you don't have "a problem".
I sure am glad I don't slam vodka for breakfast anymore.
In a rush I got in the shower, shaved, forced myself through a morning routine. I vomited. I felt weak and feverish. I didn't know how I was going to make it through the next few minutes, much less the day. There was a long series of meetings that would extend at least until late morning or noon.
In a spur-of-the-moment decision, recalling times when morning-after mimosas led to enjoyable Sundays, I tore open the minibar and threw down a few excedrin for my headache - chasing them with vodka. I retched.... but held it in, and opened another mini-bottle.
I got through that day... somewhat revived and barely making it through only because I'd re-booted my buzz before falling hopelessly into hangover mode. Then I went out that afternoon and kept drinking until I shamefully boarded a plane the next morning.... and drank my way back home.
That was a turning point and that vodka for breakfast had unwittingly opened the doors for many other such mornings. Vodka as hangover cure. Vodka as comfort food. Vodka just so I could function that day.... Vodka - the portal to the next blackout.
I didn't get to that point overnight. No. For many years I drank pretty heavily but I didn't have "a problem". Nope. Not me. NO problem. Maybe a lot of financial problems. Maybe a DUI and a hit and run. Maybe some drunk and disorderly arrests and some destruction of property and maybe dozens upon dozens of arguments with my wife while drinking and maybe behind on lots of responsibilities in life but I DIDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM.
Then one day I'm vomiting in the sink in my kitchen and even Vodka for breakfast isn't making it better.
That's how fast it happens, when you don't have "a problem".
I sure am glad I don't slam vodka for breakfast anymore.
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