Was on my way to treatment April 10th and missed my plane in Denver (not my fault) so I had an expected lay-over for 6 hours. Guess what I did?

I don't remember sitting in the bar at all, I don't remember but a few minutes of the plane ride but I came out of my black-out when I was getting tortured by a Sheriff in the parking area while the other 6 Sheriffs watched. Had bruises everywhere, he twisted the handcuffs and the detox center took pictures because I was obviously not treated right.

I didn't go to jail and there was no police report written and they released me to the guy that had picked me up for detox.

I remember looking up at the other 6 Sheriffs and saying, "Are you all enjoying the show?"

Good times were had by all.

I meant had an *unexpected* lay-over in Denver.

Jeez I wish we could edit like most other forums.

Let's all rite Doug and aks for a speel chekr cause it infurates me whn I mispeel.

REALLY~I'm OCD that way and I can't stand it when I can't spell correctly.
It shouldn't be that hard for them to add a feature we all actually WANT.

GEEZ~Let's EDIT that last post.
I MEANT an EDIT button (but a spell checker would help too. :)

I am the one who put his head down and his ass up lol, My last one went a full 24 hours, nothing new. I was walking the streets trying to escape form everything hmmmm that sounds crazy lol., it was very dark and I felt at home in the night because I felt more invisible to the world, maybe it was just knowing I am drinking when it was normal to be seen drinking at this time of the day, . I was in denial big time to my powerlessness over alcohol, at the end of my 24 hour walk about the countryside, in a state of extreem confusion I ended up finding my rock bottom. I did not feel like it was this moment my insanity was clear to me, but many moments before over my years of dunks, it was this moment that made me feel better than I have ever felt for some time, just for a moment all my thinking processes were rational and mature, just enough to help understand that I need help and big time, I was very calm and relaxed, sadly yes I was pissed as well but for some reason at this moment I did not feel drunk, but sober minded. The rest is history I have never looked back since.

I depend alot on my past drunk disasters, they have worked a treat for my sobriety. It was nice to see moon's face again I often think about her wonderful words from older posts.

I was at home in my basement "hiding" my drinking and drugging from my family upstairs. In my mind I was thinking that this has to stop, but I couldn't. I had these bad vibes going through me that something bad was going to happen. A knock on the door.....now who could that be?
I went up to check, but didn't see anyone.
I opened the door to look out and that's when the state police barged in and threw me against the refrigerator and cuffed me. That was my the day of my last drink. July 14, 2004.

my last drunk....wow...

it was may 18th 2007. Went to the bar at 11am, left the bar in an ambulance at about 2:30am. I was drinking double ryes all day plus tequila shots and what not. I have epilepsy, well that didnt agree. I went into violent seizures later that night. Doctors figured i drank more than a bottle of rye. I went into a drug induced psychosis and landed myself in a psych ward and from there i put myself in rehab. I am now 21 years old and going on 15 months sober....glad i did it...

My last drunk was not very long ago and is still very fresh in my mind. It was July 23rd. A beautiful, evening and my husband (who is also an alcoholic) and I were sitting on our deck just talking and enjoying the night.

He was drinking his drink of choice, Capt Morgan with a diet Pepsi. I was having my usual Black Cherry rum and a Diet Pepsi.

I had told myself all day that I was NOT going to get drunk that night. I didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night feeling like sh*t. I was going to only have ONE shot and sip it slowly, with several Diet Pepsi's. Well you probably know the rest of the story, One turned into two and then three. etc. Well the breaking point for me was, I went to the freezer for another shot ( man it is GOOD ice cold!) and I can recall telling myself, "you weren't going to do this tonite" And my next thought was " Oh what the f%ck I am an alcoholic anyway, just do it" That was the end for me, haven't had a drink since.

It has only been 2 weeks, but I feel great. Thanks for that post, I think I needed to do this
HC

to long, I will let you know of the consequences of my actions.. Was charged with my 2nd enhanced habitual driving while intoxicated, six total. First bit in 93, went years without drinking and that monkey was still comfortable on my back.
Spent about 2 grand that night, and lucky I didn't kill anybody.

I drank very day and night for a long long time. On April 16, 2006 I was in my normal routine and started ti feel very gassy. I kept going all night long thinking that another beer would bring on a great big burp or fart. About 7:00 the next morning I couldn't stand the pain. My wife took me to the hospital where they discovered that I was bleeeding internally. I almost died, but something and my family keot me alive. I haven't drank or smoked since.

Well, my last true drunken binge was mid March 2005. I was at a guy freind's house--too drunk to enjoy what I was there for with him, threw up in his bathroom, looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and told myself I hated myself. Then I cut my hair all off (it had been really long). I didn't give myself a crew cut, thank God, and I've let it all grow back. I tell people I grew my hair again to celebrate my sobriety. The last time I drank was February 26, 2006--but I didn't get drunk. I had three lite beers and just felt "yuck". So that's my story.

My last drink was a 6 pack of beer that my sister went and got for me so I could stop shaking long enough to sign over "Power of Attorney"
to her before I went into rehab.

My last time was when i went to the mall to see a movie, and i was completely gone. and while i was there i saw a bunch of the lil girls from my church there, and they look up to me. so... it was kinda a reality thing to see them while i was like that. and i would hate for them to know. so thats the end of that.

My last drunk was on Oct 31,2006.I drank a lot of liquor and took a lot of pills.When I was found,I was near death,hardly breathing,heartbeat very slow and weak.My brother stirred me up enough to get me into a car and haul me to the ER.I know now that I can have all that back if I take the first drink.

sad but true........no one can tell i'm drunk...........ask my best friends father.........he was a sheriff.........his final words before i ventured out was "lew, you drive...i'll sleep better"...........the shadow has followed me to this day........it may sound strange......i love the high.......but i refuse to let it consume me......LOL.......oh....i id lose a keg one night.....stupid me, left a party and stopped at a bar......LMAO