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What happened when this college student drank too much, too quickly
Full disclosure: I used to drink, um, a little more than I should have. I had one blackout. It was a really scary experience.
What happened when this college student drank too much, too quickly
Health & Science
By Ben Yeager August 31
I opened my eyes in a strange room. ... I was lying on a couch in a dark basement. ... My skull felt like an eggshell.
A wound covering nearly half my face had dried to the upholstery and peeled off when I lifted my head to look around. My pockets, which might have contained evidence of what I’d done, or where I’d been, were empty.
I put my hand to my face, which had started to ache, dully at first and then in hot stabs. I felt the warm stickiness where I’d thrown up on the cushions before passing out again.
I’m now 26 and seven years sober. But that morning in April 2008, I was a college freshman with a serious drinking problem. Six years earlier I had followed my older brother into our parents’ liquor cabinet and discovered how unafraid and sociable I could be with a little alcohol in my system. Before I even had a driver’s license I was blacking out nearly every time I drank. Drinking made me someone I was terrified I couldn’t be otherwise: the gravitational center of the room.
By Ben Yeager August 31
I opened my eyes in a strange room. ... I was lying on a couch in a dark basement. ... My skull felt like an eggshell.
A wound covering nearly half my face had dried to the upholstery and peeled off when I lifted my head to look around. My pockets, which might have contained evidence of what I’d done, or where I’d been, were empty.
I put my hand to my face, which had started to ache, dully at first and then in hot stabs. I felt the warm stickiness where I’d thrown up on the cushions before passing out again.
I’m now 26 and seven years sober. But that morning in April 2008, I was a college freshman with a serious drinking problem. Six years earlier I had followed my older brother into our parents’ liquor cabinet and discovered how unafraid and sociable I could be with a little alcohol in my system. Before I even had a driver’s license I was blacking out nearly every time I drank. Drinking made me someone I was terrified I couldn’t be otherwise: the gravitational center of the room.
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and passes out in a running shower and blocks the drain?? - Water doesn't drain and floods several floors below - vomit everywhere in shower - hazmat janitorial services called...for clean up - maintenance crew needs to sop up water on three floors and ceiling tiles need to be replaced.....
Parents - this is a true story at a prestigious college - last year....do you know what your college student is doing >>>>