I definitely don’t enjoy the taste of alcohol, so I don’t drink, BUT night when my family and my supervisor’s family were all sick, my boss’ boyfriend insisted that I take a full adult dose of Nyquil. I knew this was a bad idea, but I did it anyway because I certainly didn’t want to disrespect him in his house. I managed to get it down. (I’m not crazy about the taste. It’s like drinking toothpaste.) I don’t have a tolerance for alcohol, so I got drunk. I couldn’t drive, and my husband had to drive us home. When I got home, I began to talk with the lampshades. My kids thought that I was hilarious. I did not like my lack of control over my mental faculties.
I’m sorry to hear that.