A Valuable Lesson Learned (TMI warning)...

I suppose this is a lesson we all must learn for ourselves at some point, and I guess that most of us learn it during high school. I learned it during Spring Break of my junior year- last night to be exact. Sweet JEEZUS did I learn this one.

DO NOT MIX BEER AND LIQUOR!!

The setting was a typical high school spring break party. Someone’s parents were out of town, a group of kids were partying in their house for them in their absence. For the seven people there we had three six-packs of beer, a giant bottle of cheap rum and a bottle of champagne. I started off with a few Shiner Bocks, not a problem, going strong. I began taking massive shots of the rum (around half the bottle actually)- still OK. Felt fine. Whoo.

Soon all of this began to hit me, but I just felt really drunk, not sick at all. I was sitting on the couch drinking a Guiness when I dropped the glass and decided that if I couldn’t hold the drinks I was too drunk to keep going. I stood up from the sofa, walked a few steps and decided to get on the floor.

This is where problems began. I was laying on my back on the floor when I began puking, and through some cool gravity tricks I managed to PUKE IN MY OWN EYES. That was painful. I was assisted to the bathroom, where I got in the bathtub and spent several fun hours vomiting my drunken brains out, being visited occasionally by severely intoxicated classmates. At one point I got out of the shower thinking I was better, promptly vomited several times in the trashcan, looked at my puke covered reflection in the mirror and got back in the tub (Long hair with puke in it is a nasty sight). Whee! My memory is very hazy about all this time, but I eventually crawled out of my vomit-soaked clothes and turned the shower on, which felt really good. I borrowed some clothes and went to sleep on the floor. In the morning I was sober enough to walk to my car and get some of my clothes out, which I gladly put on (I had been freezing for hours, and too drunk to get myself a blanket). Went out to breakfast at a local establishment which is owned by the parents of one of those in attendance, so free food. Yay!

One possible lesson here is this: don’t drink 15-20 shots of nasty rum. You’ll get really drunk. The real lesson, however, is this: If you must drink 20 shots of nasty rum, don’t drink beer before and after, you will be obscenely sick.

I don’t feel sorry for myself or anything, I mean I did the drinking and got all sick from it, but damn that’s a lesson learned. No mixing the beer and liquor. Ever. I’m not gonna be able to drink rum for years now, I mean shee-it. Good lord that was awful. Also, Guiness is a BAD drink to be drinking when you’re on the verge of being really sick.

LC

Actually a Good Rule of Thumb is.

Liquor before beer you’re in the clear, Beer before liquor never sicker.

But if you mix it up like one giant daiquiri, you are in some trouble my friend.

And toke before drinking. If you are drunk first, then toke, you will spend the night speaking to Ralph over the Great White Telephone.

**Lucki Chaarms wrote:

One possible lesson here is this: don’t drink 15-20 shots of nasty rum. You’ll get really drunk. The real lesson, however, is this: If you must drink 20 shots of nasty rum, don’t drink beer before and after, you will be obscenely sick. **

Lucki. the real lesson in this isn’t about mixing your alcohols, it’s about the AMOUNT of alcohol you’re drinking. After that number of shots, ANYONE would be throwing up no matter what they’d be drinking with it. With that amount inbibed, I wouldn’t be surprised if your BAC was around 0.2 or 0.3, especially if it was over a (relatively) short period of time.

Originally posted by Lucki Chaarms:
"One possible lesson here is this: don’t drink 15-20 shots of nasty rum. You’ll get really drunk. The real lesson, however, is this: If you must drink 20 shots of nasty rum, don’t drink beer before and after, you will be obscenely sick. "

I’m going to agree with what Freyr said. That amount would have made you sick, beer or not. Last month, I watched a woman who was old enough to know better (40 something) drink a bunch of shots of tequila in a short period of time. She wasn’t “Lucki” like you were when you started throwing up. Instead she passed out without throwing up. An ambulance had to be called and she was hospitilized for alcohol poisoning. That would probably have happened to you if not for the throwing up.
I like to get a good buzz going as much as anybody, but please be careful about drinking too much in too short a period of time. It can be fatal.

Lucki, no offense, but when are you going to bottom out?

Rilch - Don’t sweat it. I’m not bottoming out because I’m not even close to it, you just hear about the most extreme episodes. The fact is that I routinely go weeks without getting high or drunk. I don’t let it get in the way of my life.

I have good grades, I’m on the varsity lacrosse team, I got a 1400 on my SAT, I maintain healthy friendships, etc. If I wasn’t able to do this stuff because of substance abuse, then that would be all it took for me to see a problem.

Thanks for your concern though.

LC

No offense, but why is it that before I opened this thread, I knew it would be about some form of intoxication?

I’m not that psychic, really.

You’re still alive drug warrior? I thought you’d have been a hard living OD roadkill by now LC.

The real test now is whether or not you can even SMELL rum again without becoming nauseous.

I drank 1.5 bottles of wine when I was 17.
12 years later, I can only tolerate a couple of sips before I get queasy again.

I think you might have had a bit of alcohol poisoning there, dearie.

Well… I don’t know about all that.

Picture me on my 16th birthday, a kid living alone and partying hard, drinking tequila shots and sunrises. I am a huge fan of tequila mostly because, no matter how much I’ve ever drank, it has never made me sick. We left my house (Designated Drivers are a GOOD THING, Lucki, in case you haven’t heard) and wound up at some other friend’s house. I felt fine, never better, until I drank some beer. I couldn’t even get two bottles down and the 4 mile drive back to my house was hell. Finally, three days later, I could move without getting sick.

Here’s an even better Rule Of Thumb (although I got a nickel that says it falls on deaf ears…) - Drinking is bad, mm’kay? Moderation is okay (a beer after work, wine with dinner, things like that) but you’re still a kid. I think you should just enjoy that for a while.

[really cheesy but sadly true]You can drink for the rest of your life, but this is the only chance you get to be a kid. [/rcbst]

God, I’m such a hypocrite. A non-drinking hypocrite, but a hypocrite just the same…

Did you at least clean up after yourself, or did you shirk that and leave your vomitus mess for others to take care of?

Muffin has the important question.

But I’m biased because I refuse to drink until I puke and yet have found myself cleaning up after random vomiting people at parties anyway.

Or better yet, dont drink at all!

Well…I’m not going to tell you what to do. I had my extreme episodes, too. Perhaps you will mature out of this, as I did.

But you don’t have to be an addict to meet with a drinking/drug-related accident. It just takes one time of being too drunk to walk down the steps…

Yeah, of course I cleaned up afterwards. I may be occasionally irresponsible about myself, but by and large I’m not an asshole.

And guys, I’m not gonna die, OK? I’m not a “drug warrior” or anything else, I’m just a high school kid who occasionally overdoes it. I’m sure I’m the only one of those that has ever lived…

As I said before- thank you all for your concern, but I’m OK. I’m gonna continue to be so.

Actually, I agree with Silver but I consider part of the freedom of being a kid is that every now and then you can go off and be really irresponsible without lasting consequences. That doesn’t mean every day, but I think it’s part of a standard high school career to go to parties and get messed up over spring break. That is by no means the only freedom or the only way of having fun that I’m experiencing at this stage in my life, but it IS one of them.

I’ve said it before, and I get the feeling I’ll have to say it a lot more: I am a successful high school student/athlete/social person. I sometimes get intoxicated. So long as the latter does not interfere with the former, I see no problem.

I had a really chaotic period in my life several months ago that lasted about a week and half. During this period the substances I was using were interfering with my ability to live my life and be happy. I got it together, stopped what I was doing and moved on. Problem solved. You guys are really nice to worry about me, but listen to me when I say that I’m OK, alright?

LC

Rilch- I hear you. Really, and I think about the biggest step you can take towards being safe while intoxicated is knowing the people with you and being able to trust them.

I wouldn’t have gone to a party with people I didn’t know, and whom I didn’t know I could trust to give me a hand if I overdid it. On many occasions I’ve been on the other side, helping out someone else who was having a rough experience with a substance. I’ve written a long thank-you letter to a young lady named Cheryl who was by my side throughout the night making sure I was OK.

Wow, I meant for the tone of this thread to be lighthearted. Oh well. I can see why you people would be concerned, after all my username is an acronym of “I’m a crack lush” :slight_smile:

I have homework to do, so a good evening to you all. I’ll have to wrestle with my vicious heroin-like addiction to the SDMB in order to get it done, but I’ll manage.

LC

Have you been hanging out with Tsarina, by any chance??

Your life is your life, Lucki, and I’m no hypocrite. I drank plenty in high school and did things that I’m not proud of now. I just hope you realize that drinking like that can have lasting consequences, such as alcohol poisoning, ending up in jail, drunk driving incidents.

I hope you’re as lucky as I was and don’t end up dead or in jail. I stopped my binge drinking when I woke up and didn’t remember anything about the night before at all. I realized then that even if it wasn’t every day, I was flirting with a serious alcohol problem. People here just don’t want to see bad things happen to you, that’s all.

Zette

As a former dancer, I can say that me and my fellow dancers could easily imbibe 15-20 shots (it was our Job) and not throw up or even act impaired.
And yes, they weren’t watered down.