I have an irrational fear of throwing-up.
The possibility brings on something of a panic-attack.
So when I woke up this morning and thought that I might...first I lied on the cool wood floor of my bedroom and prayed. Then I moved to the tile floor next to the toilet and prayed. I splashed some cool water on my face and made a deal with God.
It went something like this, Dear God, I promise I will never again drink. Please just don't let me get sick. Not only will I not drink, I'll never again misuse this wonderful body you gave me.
{more water on face}
{more prayer}
And slowly it was revealed that my prayer was answered. The shaking subsided. And color drained back to my face.
So if the next time we go out for drinks and I get water, know this...I've made a deal and I fully intend to stick to it. All healthy food into the body shall go.
The ridiculous thing is that I only had two glasses of wine last night. That's it, just two. But I'm a light drinker and the last three times I've had anything at all have resulted in bad experiences. Prosecco, as much as I love it, has been crossed off the list entirely. Wine itself, may be next.
But Gottino was lovely and I'd highly recommend it.