I reluctantly confess to my own misjudgement in this matter.
I had a lifelong desire to compete musically at a national competition and in order to compete nationally, one’s group must have won the right to advance to the national competition by placing first or second in their own state competition.
The group I was in had just returned to competing after a break of about five years. This was their first competition since I joined them.
We had just won the state title and were having a customary after victory celebration later in the evening. I partook of a few drinks but before I say how many I had, I must also say that I usually don’t drink amy alcohol at all.
I decided on Long Island Iced teas because I had heard that they were very mild going down. I lost count after 7 of them and after the celebration was over, and I was walking back to our motel room, I had to pause because the motel wall was in danger of falling down. I blame it on faulty construction.
My son was following me back to the room and he burst out laughing at the situation. e didn’t think it was the wall that was so unsteady.
Anyway, I wound up spending the night sleeping in the shower and not feeling very good the following morning. In fact, I was feeling so bad my son wound up driving us home.
Basically, the bottom line is that what went down so smoothly and without any discomfort or problem didn’t stay dowm and came up with a lot of discomfort and left aftereffects which lasted about 24 hours.
From experience, I can asy that we can’t go on feelings or sensations alone because they may not be present early on even though they may strongly manifest themselves later on.
I remember lying on the floor to watch TV when the ceiling started to spin like a propeller. I ran upstairs and flung open the door to the bathroom, only to find about nine other kids puking their guts out. I muscled my way in at the bathtub and proceeded to endure about two hours of the dry heaves, all the time begging God to help me. I'm surprised that my girlfriend got that odor out of the bathroom before her Parents came back on Monday. The smell would have gagged a maggot.
That was the last time I ever did anything that stupid.