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Tag: hangover

One too many

One too many

My body dragged me a few feet and then threw me in a heap on the couch. I felt groggy and nauseated even after 10 hours of sleep. I had a headache and couldn’t think. This went on for hours. “What is this!?” I said to Tom. “I was feeling so good! We had that … read more One too many

Posted on December 21, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1980, alcohol, brain, drinking, drugs, hangover, recovery
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