My Doc's would flip out and I could kiss a future transplant goodbye if I mentioned the possibility of touching alcohol. One casual drink and something happens I'm back to square one, but this time no chance of coming back. I see from time to time of folks post about
"slipping" and I'm always a bit taken back by it. The jeopardy is not worth the risk. Particularly for those of us that suffered through the agony of the disease and the close scrutiny of our alcoholism from our doctors.
I hated my doctors for that scrutiny I was being subjected to. Random alcohol , drug screens and the ever popular 2 sessions a month of therapy (at my cost). All the while keeping up with bi-weekly paracentesis and the lovely stuff that goes with cirrhosis. I look back now and think maybe if some of these doctors had cared as much as mine did, By delving out what seems insurmountable obstacles we'd see more success stories with alcoholic liver disease. You have to reach deep down inside and truly want sobriety and life and sometimes I think a good kick in the pants can be a motivator.
LL1, Keep up the good work with sobriety and living life to it's fullest.
Ziff