I just read an article on the dangers of heavy drinking...
Scared the stuff out of me.
So that's it!
After today, no more reading!!
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1886 wrote:I agree, no more reading! What my liver does not know will not hurt it! 1886.
Old Ironsights wrote:Never had a problem with Drinking. I can do it all night. But I've found I DO have a serious problem that has impacted almost every aspect of my life... especially with Politics.
That's why I joined Thinker's Anonymous.
It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then to loosen up. Inevitably though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.
I began to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.
I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself.
I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"
Things weren't going so great at home either. One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.
I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker. One day the boss called me in. He said, "Skippy, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.
I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."
"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!"
"But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking we won't have any money!"
"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently, and she began to cry.
I'd had enough. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.
I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche, with a PBS station on the radio. I roared into the parking lot and ran up to the big glass doors... they didn't open. The library was closed.
To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.
As I sank to the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster.
Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.
I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed... easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking.
If you mean in your blood test and your bilirubin is always high, (a sign of drinking) this is Gilbert's disease. They always ask if you've been drinking or something. It's benign but there's a chance you've always given it to you kids.shdwlkr wrote:Just something to think about I haven't drank an alcoholic drink in almost 33 years and when I get a liver test it still shows positive for alcohol. You have to drink a lot of the hard stuff to show up in your liver and for it to still being there my poor liver must have taken a beating once upon a time. So I have my life time limit of that stuff so I an move on to other things like steaks and am now working on my life time limit. Peta won't like me but then "beef its whats for dinner" happens a lot at my place.
Now my drink of choice is lime or lemon juice 2-3 ounces in an eight ounce glass no sugar and ice cold.