• OrteilGenou@lemmy.world
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    1 year ago

    Worst hangover I ever had, I was 20 and spent an entire May day working with my brother scraping and painting a small shed, and replacing the shingles. Took us about ten hours give or take. We had an occasional beer but nothing crazy.

    Once done we each polished off about ten Labatt 50s while we watched hockey, then went out to meet friends. Got home at about 2 am.

    Woke up the next day like someone had driven a spike through my head and was drumming the ends that stuck out with steel rods.

    I was screwed for about 36 hours. Realized as I was recovering that I hadn’t had a drop of water all that day, just stopped working to sip on a cold beer every once in a while.

    Lesson fucking learned. Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate.

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      1 year ago

      And not just water, electrolytes as well! Keep drinking the beer and water and your gonna piss out all your needed salts very quickly which can still lead to dehydration. Every 3 glasses of water drink one body armor (or Gatorade or your preferred electrolyte drink/mix) basically and you should be relatively a ok the next day.

      Edit: made the last sentence a bit more clear

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        1 year ago

        I just realized how I ended up with relatively minor hangovers at worst in college - the bar I frequented had free hot dogs and popcorn, which were salty, delicious little electrolyte sources.

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      Yeah, a lack of hydration alone will make me wake up feeling like death. Combine that with any booze and it isn’t a good time.

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      36 hours was like a standard hangover for me after I hit my 30s.

      I’m now 40 and haven’t gotten drunk in years because it isn’t worth losing the rest of my weekend and going into the work week for 4 hours of marginal fun on Friday.