Hungover :(
I have never been hungover before, but I have discovered today that it isn’t a pleasant experience 
I swear I didn’t drink that much last night! Really, I didn’t. I had three glasses of wine I remember drinking, plus a fourth glass I remember not drinking most of and that was all. I do remember feeling rather drunk at the time but I was still able to walk in a reasonablely straight line… I think…
I don’t know, but this morning I woke up and felt terrible! Really, really terrible :cry: I was sick before I went to work (I’ve never been made sick by alcohol before, even though I’m sure I’ve drunk more than that!) but I wasn’t too concerned because I thought being sick would probably make me feel better and less hungover. Hmmm. That transpired not to be true.
I didn’t feel sick at all in the taxi, which was a blessing, but then the lift at the client was quite jumpy and that appeared to set me off. I’ll spare you the details but I arrived at the client at 9.05 and it was 10.05 before I was in a sufficiently not-being-sick state to go and ask the accountant if I could get the audit file out of the cupboard 
I then proceeded to be ill at regular intervals during the morning. I kept thinking it would be a bright idea to try drinking the odd mouthful of water but my insides appeared to have develop a mind of their own and disagree Needless to say, I accomplished very little work.
At lunch I felt brave enough for a short walk outside where I found a Boots and purchased a blackcurranty watery sort of drink which said on the label that it was enriched with vitamins and minerals, so great for rehydration. It’s actually really nice and rather a shame that so far I’ve only been able to drink a quarter of it! The main achievement of the afternoon has been to eat half a Rich Tea biscuit. Don’t laugh, it took me about ten minutes and I really can’t face the other half at all :cry:
I am somewhat perplexed as to why I feel this ill; I didn’t deliberately drink more than I normally do, because I knew today was a crucial day at work. One thing for sure is that I don’t think I’ll be drinking again any time soon – the thought of a glass of wine is making me turn dangerously green again. The plan is to escape the client in 30 minutes, go back to the hotel to sleep for a couple of hours and then hopefully wake up feeling well enough to eat the other half of my biscuit and salvage something from the day’s work which my supervisor is travelling several hundred miles to review tomorrow.
Wish me luck!