{"id":234,"date":"2009-02-15T19:23:27","date_gmt":"2009-02-16T02:23:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/?p=234"},"modified":"2009-02-15T19:23:27","modified_gmt":"2009-02-16T02:23:27","slug":"everyday-is-worse-than-a-hangover","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/?p=234","title":{"rendered":"Everyday is worse than a hangover"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>a few nights ago I got quite drunk with O.  we were going to have a nightcap and hit the sack early, b\/c we were both stressed out.  and then as we were finishing that drink, my house guest adam walked in, and we poured another round.  then more.  then more.  i think we did half a bottle of whiskey.  <\/p>\n<p>i haven&#8217;t drank like that in over a year for sure.  i cut alcohol out once i started to get anxious pre-surgeries.  and it just lost its appeal.  since then it has hurt my mouth too much to drink, and wine has made me feel terrible, even when i have just a sip.  but i have discovered that if i drink straight bourbon my mouth is numb within a couple of sips, and after that i can&#8217;t *feel* the burn.  <\/p>\n<p>so we slept late the next morning.  we were going to head upstate early, but that didn&#8217;t happen.  O rolled over and said &#8220;oh, i&#8217;m hungover&#8221; and i said &#8220;yeah me too&#8221; and sprung out of bed and said &#8220;but i feel like shit every morning, so i&#8217;m used to it!&#8221;  I laughed, and old-man-shuffle-walked to the bathroom (like I do every morning), took my morning tylenol and advil. and made us breakfast.  <\/p>\n<p>O couldn&#8217;t get out of bed for an hour or so, she was so hungover.  i, on the other hand, felt like it was just another day.  same old same old.  <\/p>\n<p>i could choose to learn two lessons from this:<\/p>\n<p>1. i really do feel really bad every day<br \/>\n2. i might as well drink every night<\/p>\n<p>i&#8217;m not sure which is the better lesson<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>a few nights ago I got quite drunk with O. we were going to have a nightcap and hit the sack early, b\/c we were both stressed out. and then as we were finishing that drink, my house guest adam walked in, and we poured another round. then more. then more. i think we did &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/?p=234\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Everyday is worse than a hangover<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[56,11,42,14,13],"class_list":["post-234","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daily-update","tag-funny","tag-interferon","tag-self-injection","tag-sick","tag-side-effects"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/234","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=234"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/234\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=234"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=234"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melanarrative.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=234"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}