80 Life-or-Death Moments When Gut Feelings Became Unshakeable Lifelines
Once the storm abated, we made the journey back and it still took 4 hours in high wind for a normally half hour boat trip. Warming up in the truck was the best feeling in the world after that.
Early on in my alcoholism I didnt know that withdrawals were a thing, or that they could k**l you. At one point I was drinking 2 fifths of vodka a day. Considering that my life was falling apart I decided one day to not drink. Big mistake. At first I thought I was just having a bad hangover. My heart was racing even though I wasnt moving around. I was shaking, hallucinating, going numb all over, and began wondering if I should go to the hospital. By the time I got there my heart was beating about 170 per minute while at rest. The doctors acted very quickly and I just remember being surrounded by people, them stripping me, shoving an IV in my neck, and yelling “he’s gonna seize!” After the first seizure I was so messed up they kept hitting me with ativan over and over because it wasnt working fast enough.
Later on, in the ICU, the docs told me I shouldn’t be alive and that they gave me enough ativan to put down an elephant. When I think about what would have happened had I not gone to the hospital, it makes me sad that I wasnt more educated on the dangers of quitting drinking cold turkey.
In high school at a graduation party, I had a really bad feeling about the guy me and my friends had gotten a ride there with, I’ll call him H. I didn’t know him well, but I saw him drinking and wasn’t sure how much. He was supposed to be our ride home when the party was over. My one friend said she trusted him and not to worry.
Well, I couldn’t tell myself not to worry like she could. I said again to her that I didn’t think it was safe to drive home with him. She insisted it was fine.
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