DIAGNOSIS:

I WAS loaded one day as a teenager when I saw our family physician for an imaginary ailment. My intoxication became obvious when I fell off a chair in the examination room.

"Paul, are you still drinking and taking drugs?" the doctor asked.

"No, Doc, I'm not," I lied.

"Well, you better quit," he replied matter-of-factly.

I gave him the classic alcoholic response: "OK," and continued drinking. A few years later. I was sober a few months in AA and living in a different city. My friend Norm mentioned that I looked sick and suggested that I see a doctor. I... Login to read more
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