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lawrocket

Ever Blacked Out?

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I would go further and say if you have blackouts you have a problem, not "probably" or "could".



Oh, give me a break. :S Just because you have a blackout does not make you an alcoholic, nor does it mean you have a problem. It means you pushed it too far, probably learned a lesson, and had a severe hangover. I guess when it happened to me I kind of did have a problem.. the hangover... man did I feel like shit the next day! :D

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Blackouts are very common for alcoholics.

Normal drinkers rarely suffer blackouts.

Pay heed to this fact people. Its not bullshit. If you routinely have gaps in your memory from drinking, you probably have a problem.

I am an alcoholic, sober for 10 years.

I had many upon many evenings that I dont remember at all, and frankly I think
Im better off not remembering ;)



Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!

I would go further and say if you have blackouts you have a problem, not "probably" or "could".



So would I, problem is people tend to get nasty when you call them alcoholics against their will ;)

I do believe that its possible to have one or two such events in your life and not be an alcoholic.
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I would go further and say if you have blackouts you have a problem, not "probably" or "could".



Oh, give me a break. :S Just because you have a blackout does not make you an alcoholic, nor does it mean you have a problem. It means you pushed it too far, probably learned a lesson, and had a severe hangover. I guess when it happened to me I kind of did have a problem.. the hangover... man did I feel like shit the next day! :D



He said "blackouts" meaning more than one isolated incident.
If it happens more than a couple times, you have a problem.
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Sure, if it's happening on a regular basis, you have a problem. But I would be careful. It's pretty bad form to be judging people like that. Most of the time, I'm willing to bet you don't know the person and therefore don't know what you're talking about. :S

Oh, well. I guess there are 57 alcoholics that replied to this thread. We could have a really kickass party!!! :D

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I'm willing to bet you don't know the person and therefore don't know what you're talking about. :S



Hmmm. I dont seem to recall judging anyone.

I dont need to know the person to know the disease or comment on how it manifensts.

I know the disease and am well qualified to comment :)
Do you?
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I've blacked out (more like losing consciousness) from playing the pass-out game twice (not in the same sitting)... and I've blacked out due to alcohol.

The alcohol story...

Friends and I go to a party at a house where the guy putting it on is having a party every day of the week with different themes each night.

First night, went in with the purpose of getting drunk, and actually planned on getting more drunk than I ever have been. It was a success. I had total tunnel vision at the peak of my binge and remember walking around, barely able to make people's faces out, telling girls that I had noticed (while sober) where attractive, that they were in fact attractive. Asked one girl a question I shouldn't have involving large sums of money, the next night that would almost become a problem. This particular evening, I drank 7 shots of vodka total spaced out over about 2 hours, maybe less. Prior to the party I had drank a 44-oz cherry limeade from sonic.

The next night. With the idea in mind that I had drank 7 shots of vodka the previous night, I went through the next 7 pretty fast. I remember taking my 7th and going over to a couch. I remember leaving the couch shortly after, going for my 8th, but in between the couch and the kitchen, I blacked out. Apparently I went for my 8th and someone stopped me. Doesn't matter because no one could stop the next few hours.

Here's the summary of what happened as I remember it.

Blacked out.

Unknown amount of time later, I am in the living room where a lot of people are dancing to music. I've never "danced" so I'm pretty sure I looked as goofy as a drunk doing the whole bump and grind deal as you can imagine. I remember this girl who came with another girl I invited having her ass against my crotch for about 15 seconds....

Blacked out again.

Unknown amount of time later... I'm in the backyard vomiting. I heaved probably about 4 times. Said something like "I don't even care anymore." Again, after about 15 seconds..

Blacked out again!

10:30AM, I wake up, I'm in the passenger seat of my car, parked next to the duplex I lived at briefly with some friends a couple months prior, and I have a Fred Flintstone costume draped around my shoulders. My friends are standing outside of the car as apparently they had locked the keys inside the car with me.

After spending some time in the duplex with my friends, I went home, no hangover, nothin.

HERE, are a few of the things i DON'T remember.

Supposedly, the dancing with the girl came first. It ended sometime after I blacked out again and I became aroused.

Apparently at one point I was laying on the couch with my big Dutch friend guarding me from the boyfriend of the girl I asked the question the previous night. Someone noticed that I looked like I was about to throw up, at which point my friend hauls me to the backyard.

At one point after this, I had to go to the bathroom but was uncapable of walking. So my big friend takes me into the bathroom, my other friend pulls down my pants and my big Dutch friend holds me upright on the toilet until I'm done.

Later on, there was rumor of the cops showing up. So my 3 friends try to get me out to the car. In the process of hauling me out across the front yard I collapse and complain that I'm cold. my friends tell me things like "we gotta go matt" and all I say is "I'm cold!" Thus one of them gets the fred flintstone costume from inside the house (it belonged to one of my friend's friends) and they just kinda throw it on my shoulders with one arm going through it like a sash. They try to get me up and I tell them

"I can do it myself!"
Them, "No you can't."
"If I just concentrate, I can do it."

So they let me sit there for a few seconds as I try to make my legs stand me up, they get their laugh and drag me to the car where I sleep for the next few hours until 10:30ish.

Oh the joys of being young. :)

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