the investigations into my liver continue. tonight (after work) at the phlebotomy lab, the lab technician asked me the reasons for the blood test. I told him that there are concerns about the health of my liver.
He shook his head and asked, “so you drink a lot?”
I barely drink at all. One glass of wine and I am plastered. Actually, not even one glass.
“Did you used to drink?”
Not really. Not much. I don’t even like being around people who are drinking, even in the same hemisphere.
He told me that he used to drink sometimes 10 beers a night, and it would feel fun, but then he would feel horrible the next day.
I said, “I understand. That’s why I almost never drink.”
Then he told me about how awful the AA meetings are, and that alone should be enough reason for people to avoid alcohol.
I said, “I understand.”
Then he asked, “So you didn’t like the AA meetings either?”
I didn’t know how to respond.
Was the blood test like some sort of lie detector test of my liver?
Was my liver living a secret life that I was too clueless or naive to know about?