Well, Thursday night update (from my phone, so brief):
3 beers and 2 Margaritas.
Same pattern, and too much, but once again a fraction of my normal consumption and, crucially, no desire to furtively sneak big swigs out of liquor bottles before retiring to bed. This probably sounds dumb to most of you, but it is a REALLY BIG DEAL for me. Makes me feel more like a heavy drinker and less like a pathetic addict. On the subject of self esteem, a week of greatly reduced drinking has done absolute wonders for my mood/outlook on life, it really has.
Brian- yes I have considered upping my dose, but I am concerned about the liver thing; I have good reason to believe mine is in poor shape. And yes, I know that 3x 2g + 5 drinks is probably substantially worse than 3x 3g with 1 or even no drinks- maybe I'm just struggling to let go of the past ;-)
So, tomorrow's update should be interesting- like any self respecting British male, Friday night is synonymous in my mind with drinking as much alcohol as is humanly possible, with the only non-booze nutition being purchased in the early hours of the morning from the type of 'restaurant' that has wheels. I don't wish to jinx myself, but I'm feeling oddly confident that I can do a decent job of 'modding', though...
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