The Giving Up/ Cutting Down alcohol support thread - number 13

Dizzy_Imp

For me it is strong, dark red wine. I can take or leave white and don't care much for rose. Bubbles in any wine or champagne give me a fizzy nose (and a hangover), which I don't enjoy either but a heavy dark red is perfect. Or rather, was perfect. I'm sure I'll still have an occasional glass and I'll be quite happy to drink Amaretto at social gatherings, but otherwise, ginger beer it is! I think Cathybird, it was your highlighting of how to calculate units that really opened my eyes to how much I was drinking. My large glasses were often 3-4 units each, so I could no longer fool myself by saying "I've only had two glasses" because the reality was I'd actually drunk 6-8 units :eek: Too much. Much too much.

26/31 for me please x

ElusiveLucy

March totals so far: 15 AFD, 11 AD, so 15/20 for me please.


Amazed myself and did an AFD on Thursday, which in my mind was the start of the weekend so would normally be a drinking evening. Going to try and do the same on Monday.

satchmo1

23/27 AFDs today. Resisted a glass of red wine that mum had barely sipped, which was pretty strong-willed of me, but I knew if I drank it I'd be opening a bottle when I got back home.


Don't forget, the clocks spring forward tonight

Barny1979

22/26 AFDs today

Ellsbel

Hi all, and Happy Easter
Today I will be AF but my total now is a miserable 25/31.
I feel like a fraud posting on here when everyone else has been so committed but if it's ok I'd like to stick around and try harder next month?!

piggles1

Hi all

I've managed another AFD at last. Things are very tough here. The place is still in a huge mess, it still has fleas so I've called in the flea people but they're not due for a bit. It means I can't put anything where it's meant to go, and I can't find anything like plasters for my cut fingers, my rucksack, bathroom things, and clothes I need, because I've had to repack and rebag everything

It's been a nightmare and I can't settle, so I've drunk too much because I'm not coping and haven't even wanted to have AFDs I've been so cross.

I've been trying to make some shelves but I've got no strength. I'm not sure if it's the MS or I'm just old and weak from decades of heavy drinking. I have to drill a series of holes to make the sawing easier. They'll have rubbish sawn edges but I'm determined to finish it! It'll get some stuff off the floor at least.

But last night I didn't feel well so drank cranberry juice. I mistakenly thought the clocks went back not forward, so went to bed early thinking I'd catch up weeks of lack of sleep. But we've lost an hour instead so I slept in.

At last a smiley. 7/10 AFD please shaggy

debjay

18/22 for tonight please.

smiley_77

Ellsbel wrote: »

Hi all, and Happy Easter
Today I will be AF but my total now is a miserable 25/31.
I feel like a fraud posting on here when everyone else has been so committed but if it's ok I'd like to stick around and try harder next month?!

Ellsbel, Do you mean you have not drunk for 25 out of 31 days? If so, this is a really good score! Not everyone has to give up completely. I suppose it depends what happens on the other days. But don't beat yourself up about what has already passed. There is a new month coming up. Just start again next month.:)

28/31for me please.

Honey_Bear

Ellsbel wrote: »

Hi all, and Happy Easter
Today I will be AF but my total now is a miserable 25/31.
I feel like a fraud posting on here when everyone else has been so committed but if it's ok I'd like to stick around and try harder next month?!

How can you be disappointed with 25 AF days? That's an absolutely fantastic achievment and, okay, so you'd intended 31, you had a shot at perfection and only managed - Absolutely Brilliant!

In my drinking days I'd have been incredibly proud of three days AF a month, happy with two and satisfied with one. Please don't beat yourself up - it won't help anyway and it means you won't feel you've achieved anything amazing and you really, really have. Well done. :T :T :T

piggles1 wrote: »

Hi all

I've managed another AFD at last. Things are very tough here. The place is still in a huge mess, it still has fleas so I've called in the flea people but they're not due for a bit. It means I can't put anything where it's meant to go, and I can't find anything like plasters for my cut fingers, my rucksack, bathroom things, and clothes I need, because I've had to repack and rebag everything

It's been a nightmare and I can't settle, so I've drunk too much because I'm not coping and haven't even wanted to have AFDs I've been so cross.

I've been trying to make some shelves but I've got no strength. I'm not sure if it's the MS or I'm just old and weak from decades of heavy drinking. I have to drill a series of holes to make the sawing easier. They'll have rubbish sawn edges but I'm determined to finish it! It'll get some stuff off the floor at least.

But last night I didn't feel well so drank cranberry juice. I mistakenly thought the clocks went back not forward, so went to bed early thinking I'd catch up weeks of lack of sleep. But we've lost an hour instead so I slept in.

At last a smiley. 7/10 AFD please shaggy

Ah, Piggles, those fleas are having a major effect on your life and really getting you down, aren't they? They will go, you will get on top of the situation and things will improve. Hang on in there, and know that we're all rooting for you. Have a (((hug))).

Well. Massive feast came and went and several things occurred to me. Firstly - we, as a group are all getting older and some of us, it seems, might be getting a little wiser but not all of us by any stretch.

Two people, ie one couple, didn't turn up and didn't even text an apology which wasn't entirely unexected, but it was such bad manners that at least two of us have washed our hands of that couple completely. I think the chaps would forget about it, but as it's the women who organise this particular annual feast, that's that.

The food was fanstastic, the hospitality was fabulous and we calculated it has been 17 years that we've been doing it. It started at 2.00pm and I finally threw in the towel at 11.30pm! It's amazing how much food I can pack away if I take it slowly and I thoroughly enjoyed every mouthful of it. B***s B**e is marvellous stuff.

What wasn't fun was watching a dear, dear friend drink himself into a swearing, aggressive, unpleasant mess. We're losing him to alcohol and so soon after Jane's death it's unbearably sad to watch someone I'm close to, and love, go down that road. He's as tense as a barbed wire fence when he's sober, seriouly overweight, and heading for some terrible health outcomes if he doesn't change his behaviour really soon. He's a bright guy, dedicated to his work, kind and thoughtful when sober and happy, and we're not seeing much of that side of him any more, just the loud, shouty, boozed up side when we get together.

There are people who think when you give up the booze that every day is a purgatory of endless, ceaseless, joyless temptation but speaking personally I've found that nothing could be further from the truth. It's incredibly liberating never to have think about coping with a hangover again, knowing I'll be safe to drive in the morning and, most importantly of all for me, trusting myself not to be foul to people I care about.

28/31 please, Shaggy.

Barny1979

23/26 AFDs for today, declaring early