I've had a bit of a wake up call over the weekend. I went out with a friend on Friday the 22nd. I had 6 pints of Guinness, 3 Baby Guinness shots and less than half a bottle of red wine. We didn't get home until 3am and I woke up with a slight headache, nothing drastic. I managed to get a decent breakfast down me and got myself ready to go to the football with my brother.
I could feel my stomach starting to feel really dodgy and started to feel sick. This caused my anxiety levels to rise as we were catching the 10:40 bus into Nottingham City Centre and I'm not very good at travelling if I'm feeling even slightly hungover. I got on the bus and sat down, almost instantly I felt like I really was going to be sick, my body temperature went through the roof and I started sweating, I took my coat off to try and cool down and then got up to ask the driver to let me off as soon as he possibly could. Next minute I collapsed, fell backwards and wacked my head on one of the metal bus poles. I wasn't unconscious so got back up and got off the bus with my brother.
We were meant to be meeting friends at the pub which would involve more drinking and I almost instantly felt better once I was off the bus (apart from a nice sore egg shape on the back of my head). We decided to walk into Nottingham and try and continue with our day. As we get closed to where we were meeting friends, my anxiety levels started rising again and I felt awful again. I had to sit outside the pub to try and calm down but nothing was working so it was either get myself into the pub and try and get through a couple of beers or walk home. I decided to soldier on and it took me 3 pints of Guinness to feel normal again and I was able to enjoy the rest of my day.
In hindsight I should have gone home and not continued like an idiot. I really didn't fancy another hours walk and I didn't want to miss the football, it's not very often I get to go.
It's really been a bit of a wake up call that it's just not worth consuming that amount of alcohol. I have a 5 year old son and hitting my head like that has the potential to have a very different outcome. I'm shocked and embarrassed and really want to make a conscious effort to cut down on how much I drink when I do drink, the mixing of drinks and drinking until silly o'clock in the morning resulting in me being fatigued and hungover.
I don't drink during a normal week or when I have my son every other weekend. It's my weekends when I have time to myself that I over-do it. It has a negative affect on my mood once it's back to reality on Monday morning and the only thing that drags me out of it is picking my son up from school on Monday afternoon.
