SippyGetippy, were you referring to me? lol
I came close, and the funny thing is, I barely had anything to drink. I can usually pound a good amount of alcohol, but this night was fucked. I had a crown & coke @ a bar, then a Corona. A couple hours later my boy and I went back to my crib, and split a bottle of Hpnotiq, and took like 2 or 3 shots of Jack. This was all over the time span of a few hours, so it's not like we just sat there and fucked ourselves off. Thank god I didn't get the charcoal or the stomach pumping, I had puked everything out of my system for the better part of 12 hours, and right before I hit the hospital it was all bile coming out, actually pretty much that whole morning.
When I got to the ER, I walked in on my own, by the time they sent me to Urgent Care, I couldn't walk. I had IV's pumping saline into my body for about 3 1/2 hours, because my body had absolutely no fluid, no saliva or anything, eyes were even dry. The doctor was surprised to see that my kidneys and liver suffered no damage. If I remember correctly, my BAC was @ .08 12-14 hours after I started throwing up.
I told the doctor I never get sick, and I've had more than that. He said our bodies change, and on any given day, no matter how much you normally drink, a few beers can knock you on your ass and send you to where I ended up.
That's my story. Shit, right when they released me I went to McDonald's. I had never been so happy to be alive, and ever since then, no matter how shitty the day is, I love life.