Speaking of illness, my sister in law's husband is in the end stages of alcoholism. It's a dire situation. He's been hospitalized since last Tuesday and they didn't expect him to live for the first day or two. His blood alcohol level when admitted would have killed any ordinary person......it was .442. Check out this chart:
Blood Alcohol Concentration (BAC) levels represent the percent of your blood that is concentrated with alcohol. A BAC of .10 means that .1% of your bloodstream is composed of alcohol.
Explanation of BAC levels :
.020 - Light to moderate drinkers begin to feel some effects
.040 - Most people begin to feel relaxed
.060 - Judgment is somewhat impaired
.080 - Definite impairment of muscle coordination and driving skills. This is the legal intoxication level in most states.
.100 - Clear deterioration of reaction time and control. This is legally drunk in all states.
.120 - Vomiting usually occurs
.150 - Balance and movement are impaired. Here the equivalent of a 1/2 pint of whiskey is circulating in the blood stream.
.200 - Most people begin to experience blackouts
.300 - Many people lose consciousness
.400 - Most people lose consciousness and some die
.450 - Breathing stops. This is a fatal dose for most people.
He actually walked into the hospital on his own steam, and to a casual observer, wouldn't have appeared drunk, according to Gregg's sister. Now that they're slowing weaning him off alcohol he's having seizures, hallucinating, and has no control over his bodily functions. I didn't know this, but several years ago (prior to the last time Todd tried to stop drinking) he ended up hospitalized and in a coma for almost a month. They lived in Virginia at the time and never told us. Even if he manages to pull through this time, there may already be permanent brain damage, and no one really expects that he can stop drinking at this point. We've known for years that Todd was a serious alcoholic, but we never knew it was that bad. I feel so sorry for all of them, Todd and Karen and their kids. Their daughter is my lovely niece, Melissa, whose wedding we went to last summer. She's having a hard time right now as you can imagine. It's a sad situation.
Well, how's that for a nice cheery blogpost, following the ray of sunshine that was my last post?! Sorry! There hasn't been a whole lot of cheery news around here. Maybe tonight will be better: I'm headed to my friend Marian's house for our new Sunday night ritual: watching the newest episode of Outlander, drinking wine, and having a good long talk. I made guacamole to bring along.