I recently went to my allergist to be retested for certain fruits that have lately been causing me extreme stomach pain, lip throbbing, nausea, and internal palpitations.
As I breezed through filling out the medical forms, one question, in particular, gave me pause. How many alcoholic beverages do you have a week on average? I lied. Bigly.
After my tests, my doctor wrote down the following fruits to avoid: Cherries, blackberries, peaches, plums, and grapes.
She further explained that as part of getting older, my body chemistry is going through a change, thus all of the new allergies I have developed. The cursed female change wasn’t enough? And hello. DID MY ALLERGIST JUST SAY TO AVOID GRAPES?????
“What about wine?” I asked her hesitantly.
“Yeah, I’d definitely stay away from wine for a while,” she said like it was no biggie.
Whoa. Stay away from the vino?
Before I could fully process her suggestion, my allergist followed it up with: “As a matter of fact, I would like you to stay away from all alcoholic beverages for at least a month.”
I was speechless, so I just gave her a super ugly grimace.
Yikes! Her dictate swirled around in my head. This is what she’s asking me to do a week before Christmas???????
Could I actually go cold turkey for a whopping four weeks?
Okay, maybe I could, but definitely not until after the New Year.
After the New Year, I reiterated to myself. But not a day before.
Okay, so I’m at the allergist because my stomach pain is so bad I can’t sleep, I’m throwing up in the middle of the night, my lips are regularly throbbing and swelling, and I have an incessant metal taste in my mouth.
And I’m resisting my doctor’s recommendation, because?
My brain was turning and churning. As I mentally processed if, how and when to stop drinking, I asked myself: Why do I drink?
Easy enough to answer.
I drink to relax, I drink to celebrate. I drink to calm down. I drink when I’m lonely. I drink because it’s hump day, Friday and Saturday. I drink because it’s Monday. I drink because it’s snowing, storming, sunny, cloudy. I drink because it’s my birthday. I drink because it’s someone else’s birthday. I drink because it’s Mother’s Day. I drink because it’s Father’s Day, Memorial Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day, Thanksgiving, New Year’s Eve… Dang, I drink for any old reason. Plain and simple: I like to drink…in a boat, with a goat, in the rain, on a train, in a house, with a mouse. Here there and anywhere.
My allergist interrupted my rambling thoughts: “It seems to me that you’re unnecessarily obsessing over my suggestion. If having a drink is that big of a deal, and you can’t let it go, then have one drink, and don’t beat yourself up over it.”
Gee, thanks, Doc. One measly cocktail.
I responded to my doctor with: “One drink a day? One drink a month? Define one drink.”
“Remember that this is your decision and your decision alone,” she replied. “You’re in control.”
“I’m not sure I am in control,” I weakly blurted out, shocking myself at my honest candor.
And therein was the elephant-in-the-room question: Was I in control of my drinking or was my drinking in control of me?
“Go home, think about it, and do some research,” my allergist suggested as she led me out of her office.
And as most of you know, I am the fact-finding Queen. So I dug right in…
Below is everything I wanted or needed to know about alcohol abuse but was afraid (or just didn’t give a hoot) to ask:
According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, moderate drinking is defined as up to 7 drinks a week for women and 14 drinks per week for men. [There goes that gender gap again.]
Heavy drinking is defined as consuming 8 or more drinks per week for women, and 15 or more drinks per week for men. [Eight lousy drinks per week? Uh-oh.]
Binge drinking, the most common form of excessive drinking, is defined as consuming 4 or more drinks during a single occasion for women, and 5 or more drinks during a single occasion for men. [Does the number of hours per single occasion change this statistic at all?]
In the United States, a standard drink contains 1.2 tablespoons of pure alcohol. Generally, this amount of pure alcohol is found in:
- 12-ounces of beer (5% alcohol content). [Don’t drink it. Don’t care.]
- 8-ounces of malt liquor (7% alcohol content). [What’s a malt?]
- 5-ounces of wine (12% alcohol content). [Aren’t there 8 fluid ounces to a cup?]
- 5-ounces of 80-proof (40% alcohol content) distilled spirits or liquor (e.g., gin, rum, vodka, whiskey). [Yikes, no wonder those martinis always do me in.]
Most people who drink excessively are not alcoholics or alcohol dependent. [Whew. Good to know.]
The economic costs of excessive alcohol consumption in 2010 were estimated at $249 billion, or $2.05 a drink. [What’s a couple of bucks here and there?]
Okay, I was on a research roll. So I kept on trolling:
- Do you really want a drink or are you drinking out of habit? [To be clear, I really want a drink.]
- We live in a very boozy world. [You got that right Jack!]
- Being sober does not mean you have to spend the rest of your days living like a nun. [Then why am I feeling one with Mother Theresa?]
- If you look carefully, you’ll see there are loads of people out there leading full and happy lives without alcohol. [Carefully is the operative word.]
- A glass of wine has similar calories to a slice of cake. [I’d rather drink my calories. Just sayin.]
- The body can’t store alcohol, so it metabolizes it right away and gives it priority slowing down your metabolism. [As Bob Dylan would say: The slowest now will later be fast.]
- The Arthritis Foundation has linked alcohol to inflammation of the joints resulting in arthritis. [So what if I can’t open a jar? That’s what husbands are for.]
All kidding aside, after my extensive research, I decided to dip my probably arthritic toe into the no-alcohol water. No plunging head-first for me, though. Not yet anyway.
Starting today, until January 2nd, I have imposed a new alcohol rule on myself: No more than one glass of wine a day, any three days per week. And never two days in a row. So the end result is that I am going to consume no more than three glasses of wine per week through January 1st. Yes, I can, yes I can.
Okay, I hope I can, I hope I can.
And on January 2nd? I’ll keep you posted on that.
10 thoughts on “Drinking Alcohol. How Much Is Too Much?”
This one is easy. After 26 years of recovery ,upon reflection. …..nothing was left, nothing. No job,wife,house,car and nobody to blame stuff on.
For me, one drink was too much and 6 were not enough. For folks like me – it’s one day at a time. So try it… one day at a time. See if your symptoms go away – if they do, then it is time to switch to another adult beverage. If they don’t… it ain’t the wine my dear. Happy Holidays. xoxox
Nancy, well done.
I applaud your honesty and bravely putting this out there. If you notice all tv; movies; media like Hoda and Kathie Lee drinking at 10 AM everyday. It’s portrayed as totally okay in the media. Notice it; everywhere people are drinking. It is not only 100% legal but readily available and affordable. I may have to join you for one of those designated red wine days. great discussion.
I blame everything on Ye Olde Bridge Grill, where the drinks and women were cheap and the bartenders cute! And for the record, you’re not alone in any of this, Teri.
I have always loved the widow of Maggie.