Sunday, 23 December 2007
Friday, 7 December 2007
I don't really drink. Never got into the habit, or developed the taste.
Then came duloxetine, my latest anti-depressant, with bigger than the usual "do not drink while taking this medicine" warning. Why so big a warning this time? I looked it up on the net....
.....man! How do these things get licenses? This drug caused liver cancer in the rats it was tested on. If they put it to market even after that, what was the point of putting the animals through that?
Anyway. So I've been taking Milk Thistle (silmarin) all the time I've been on it, as this is meant to help your liver.
I got the results of a recent blood test the other day- liver tested normal. Hurray!
So................ feeling a little wound up tonight, I decided to have some wine. Why not? The one that had been opend X weeks ago was off (really?) so I opened another. We have afew bottles- presents, winnings from pub quizes my partner went to, etc. All look the same to me, except some are red and some are white. I can usually tell from the label which is which, so I can cook with the right one. Ha!
Mmmm................. this red wine is gooooooooooood...........sweet, tasty, yum! Sip sip.... pour more.......
Then my partner says, "Hey! Hold on! That's not wine! That's PORT!"
Better put some paracetamol and water by my bed for the morning......
Posted by Helena at 12:35 am