I read an article this morning on alcohol consumption – our reality and what we tell our doctor. Probably more especially interesting to those of us who unabashedly enjoy a few glasses of our “bevvie-of-choice” regularly.
I won’t recount the article here, you can read it for yourself Here.
What is it about alcohol consumption
What is it about alcohol consumption that creates guilt and subsequent lies in the life of an adult person who does not have dependency issues?
I have my rules:
- I don’t often drink mid-week. (that may come as a bit of a surprise to my fortnightly online community who know I do often enjoy a glass of wine with them 🙂 )
- I never drink at lunch (that’s because now that I’m older I’m asleep by 2 in the afternoon after even just one glass of wine midday).
- I never drink if I’m driving someone else.
- I never drank if I was on my motorcycle.
- If I’m driving by myself I’ll have one drink – or maybe two if I’m there all evening.
Friday and Saturday evenings are mine however. A glass of wine while I’m making dinner and a top-up when it’s ready. Another glass when I sit down to relax and, as those nights are later, it’s easy to have another glass or two while I watch a movie. And Bing! the bottle is done. By Sunday there are two empty bottles lying in my recycle bin.
It’s 4 glasses of wine
Another way of looking at it is 4 glasses of wine, each less than 200 ml (6.5 oz. for those who don’t do metric). Yes, I pour tall glasses because once I have my feet up, it’s a pain to get up repeatedly to fill a small glass. Eight glasses of wine each week, which is still more than the suggested 1-2 per day recommended for women by the health department.
Even as I write that paragraph above, I feel like I’m confessing some deficiency. I feel the non-existent raised eyebrows of the doctor. I feel the downcast eyes of several friends who don’t want me mentioning their names.
Yes, I lie
Back to the article that prompted this post… yes, I lie on those forms or when the doctor asks. I say I have a “coupla” drinks on Fridays and Saturdays, as if using that non-word blurs the definition of “couple”.
Why is there such stigma around enjoying alcoholic beverages? I’m all “growed up” now and responsible and like my creature comforts… including a bottle of Shiraz!
How about you? Have you noticed a stigma around alcohol consumption? If you want to join me in a movement to treat ourselves as adults, tell me in the Comments what your “bevvie-of-choice” is and unashamedly declare your per week!
Just for the record, it’s Monday and I’m off to a friend’s place for dinner tonight – I’m bringing the wine!