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I got referred to respiratory medicine at the hospital and after umpteen tests, X-rays, mri scans, different medications, was told by the consultant I’d got Bronchiectasis. Never heard of it before, but was shown my scan pictures of my lungs and saw the damage. There’s no cure, but there’s ways of managing it.
Went to do some shopping straight after and decided to buy a couple of bottles of wine. Husband was away, no grandkids so I thought I’d console myself and wallow with wine. I gave myself all sorts of reasons to justify this, after all I’ve drunk a bottle of wine socially and had no problems! So what was the difference?
Got home, unpacked shopping. Put a bottle of prosecco in the fridge and opened the other. Took a large glass to have in the bath and relax.
Thankfully, I only had a couple of sips and common sense took over. Bit of a waste, but poured the bottle down the sink and phoned my daughter and told her what I’d done. She came round straight away with a take away and ended up staying the night. She was so happy I’d told her and took the other bottle home the next morning.
Would this have turned into a binge, I hope not? My problem was not drinking a bottle of wine, but breaking my golden rule of not drinking alone. The dreaded slippery slope.
The temptation will always be there, but I know I can stop myself. The diagnosis is still the same, wine won’t alter that and I’d have felt even worse
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