I think it's pretty safe to say that at this point in history, it is common sense that over-drinking doesn't do you nor the people around you any good. Yet, we still do it all the time without considering the consequences and the literal danger our lives can be put in. So let me tell you a small story, which may hopefully make you think twice before making a huge idiot of yourself like I did and drinking until you drop.
Going back two nights ago, it was my mate's 18th. Here in England, the legal age for drinking is 18 but we all started at least a year ago because we're cool kids or something. This had been planned for about over a month now so naturally I, like the others, was very excited to go and hang out while drinking cheap alcohol. I brought whiskey myself, and was planning to share it out with all my friends while drink a little myself. A little.
It was all fun and games at first, we were all having a laugh as it got later and later. And then the next thing I know, I'm waking up in hospital with a drip attached to me. My mum was sitting down next to me looking rather cross and awfully tired, while a nurse was tending to me. I was still a little drunk at time, so I began tearing up a little and apologizing repeatedly for wasting the National Health Service's time by being a drunken delinquent. They were very relaxed and understanding about it however, and let me leave at about 6 in the morning. So I went home, fell asleep, and woke up to my mates mocking me on facebook messenger. (Props to them though, they helped me get home)
I think the most horrifying thing about this whole experience not remembering a damn thing. Honestly, the last thing I remembered was chilling. But according to my friends, I ended up finishing the entire bottle of whiskey in shots and became paralytic. It took my dad and brother to drag me back into the house when I got dropped off home. The reason they didn't just sling me into bed and let me sleep was because I had badly bashed my head and they were worried I was concussed. I was also struggling to breathe properly too, which led to an ambulance getting called to take me to the hospital. And well, the rest is history.
Nonetheless, I feel extremely guilty about all of this. I must of been an incredible nuisance to both my friends and my family, but more importantly the staff of the NHS. While there are people out there who are suffering accidents and emergencies completely out of their control, there are people like me who drink more than we should which is completely within our control. While I understand my situation was a genuine emergency, it could have been avoided and I'm lucky I don't have to pay a penny towards this incident. Although, I wouldn't complain if I did. So huge thanks to Britain's health service and their brilliant staff.
Anyway, the moral of the story - please be careful when drinking. There's nothing wrong with having a few with your friends/family, but don't do what I did. Because, you might not end up being as lucky as me and will genuinely end up hurting yourself badly or worse. And it isn't fair to the people around you either. I'm hardly an expert on the consequences of alcohol, but this experience certainly gives me some grounds to detail how terrifying and reckless over-drinking can be.
Going back two nights ago, it was my mate's 18th. Here in England, the legal age for drinking is 18 but we all started at least a year ago because we're cool kids or something. This had been planned for about over a month now so naturally I, like the others, was very excited to go and hang out while drinking cheap alcohol. I brought whiskey myself, and was planning to share it out with all my friends while drink a little myself. A little.
It was all fun and games at first, we were all having a laugh as it got later and later. And then the next thing I know, I'm waking up in hospital with a drip attached to me. My mum was sitting down next to me looking rather cross and awfully tired, while a nurse was tending to me. I was still a little drunk at time, so I began tearing up a little and apologizing repeatedly for wasting the National Health Service's time by being a drunken delinquent. They were very relaxed and understanding about it however, and let me leave at about 6 in the morning. So I went home, fell asleep, and woke up to my mates mocking me on facebook messenger. (Props to them though, they helped me get home)
I think the most horrifying thing about this whole experience not remembering a damn thing. Honestly, the last thing I remembered was chilling. But according to my friends, I ended up finishing the entire bottle of whiskey in shots and became paralytic. It took my dad and brother to drag me back into the house when I got dropped off home. The reason they didn't just sling me into bed and let me sleep was because I had badly bashed my head and they were worried I was concussed. I was also struggling to breathe properly too, which led to an ambulance getting called to take me to the hospital. And well, the rest is history.
Nonetheless, I feel extremely guilty about all of this. I must of been an incredible nuisance to both my friends and my family, but more importantly the staff of the NHS. While there are people out there who are suffering accidents and emergencies completely out of their control, there are people like me who drink more than we should which is completely within our control. While I understand my situation was a genuine emergency, it could have been avoided and I'm lucky I don't have to pay a penny towards this incident. Although, I wouldn't complain if I did. So huge thanks to Britain's health service and their brilliant staff.
Anyway, the moral of the story - please be careful when drinking. There's nothing wrong with having a few with your friends/family, but don't do what I did. Because, you might not end up being as lucky as me and will genuinely end up hurting yourself badly or worse. And it isn't fair to the people around you either. I'm hardly an expert on the consequences of alcohol, but this experience certainly gives me some grounds to detail how terrifying and reckless over-drinking can be.
Wow, thanks for sharing your story. It really does saying something about being careful while drinking. I wish to you all the best, hope you’re careful next time.
All in self control it is. Trying to poison oneself whie having fun is not fun.
I'm going to go ahead and share my dad's "time to stop" story. He didn't stop drinking altogether, but he did decide to severely cut back.
My dad was a bit of a punk in his younger years. He never got involved in anything too heavy to my knowledge, but he did like to go out and get super drunk. His wake up came in his early 20s, when mom was pregnant with me.
He'd been out drinking late. Mom was waiting for him on the couch when he finally got home. He decided he wanted to cuddle, but apparently he stank pretty bad at the time, so mom wouldn't let him near her. Dad said she was "all feet."
Thats about as much as he remembers. He woke up later in the day, laying on the floor. The kicker was waking to a turd just inches from his face, presumably his own. Getting figuratively "shit faced" seemed suddenly not fun anymore when it almost became literal on top of the hangover he got to deal with.
His case wasn't an emergency like yours, thankfully (and I'm glad you're okay), but still not a pleasant situation to be in.
My dad was a bit of a punk in his younger years. He never got involved in anything too heavy to my knowledge, but he did like to go out and get super drunk. His wake up came in his early 20s, when mom was pregnant with me.
He'd been out drinking late. Mom was waiting for him on the couch when he finally got home. He decided he wanted to cuddle, but apparently he stank pretty bad at the time, so mom wouldn't let him near her. Dad said she was "all feet."
Thats about as much as he remembers. He woke up later in the day, laying on the floor. The kicker was waking to a turd just inches from his face, presumably his own. Getting figuratively "shit faced" seemed suddenly not fun anymore when it almost became literal on top of the hangover he got to deal with.
His case wasn't an emergency like yours, thankfully (and I'm glad you're okay), but still not a pleasant situation to be in.
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