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I waited a day. I had only taken Antabuse for about 2 days.
I drank. Felt a little itchy that’s about it. I didn’t drink much.
I decided to stay sober for a couple weeks. Yeah, yeah, sure I’ll take it just in case I get a craving or something.
But I hadn’t seen what was to come.
I felt like I wanted to have a few so I waited the normal day to let it get out of my system so I could participate in the festivities.
Guess what?
You build up Antabuse in your body the more you take it.
I had got half way through a tall boy and I started itching. My whole face was red and my chest was almost in hives.
The worst part about it was I was having a hard time breathing. It felt like an allergic reaction.
I stood up to walk. My legs felt like they would after I ran 5 miles, burning.
I laid on my couch, destroyed physically.
But the Antabuse wasn’t done.
I started drinking water to try and cleanse my system. Nothing was helping. Plus my alcoholic ass had finished that beer and was half way through the other one.
We just don’t learn do we?
