Get a Detox - Chapter 6

One of the very pleasant side-effects of the detox is that because one's food intake is reduced and so is your alcohol and coffee intake, you sleep rather well and then when you wake up, early, there is just a moment whilst you lay there, inanimate, waiting for the vino headache to kick in, until you realise that it won't.  This gets you kind of jiggling about with happiness to the point that your cat thinks you are having a seizure. 

I need to take you back to last Friday night, the question of whether my halo slipped and an answer to the current key question - is a detox worth it?

Yes, my halo did slip, but only slightly.  Being a pragmatic gal, I decided that a night out in town with a group of pals at a joint well known for its well-kept ales, the chances of me remaining tee-total were  limited. So I decided, for one night only, to lower the bar and allow myself a couple of pints of something nice.  And having decided that, it made getting ready to go out a whole new experience.  The idea of a beer suddenly became a real treat, something that made me sing along to the radio and have the odd little funky dance in anticipation. 

When I got to the bar I  was in a quandary over what to order. So many choices but such a little allowance. On a Friday night out it wouldn't be unknown to have five pints. Having to choose one pint as 50% of my quota became a major decision making process.  I studied each beer pump in turn and then studied them again.  Lorraine, said Helen, make your mind up or you'll have to buy your own.  So I did, and every drop that passed my lips was like nectar.  And surprisingly after two pints, I had had enough.  Vive le detox.  It had curbed my appetite for alcohol!  At least temporarily........