The effects of alcohol consumption differ according to gender, age, amount consumed, genetic predisposition towards addiction, and metabolism. Alcohol consumed as a part of religious ceremonies and joyous celebrations. Yet, each year many people die from complications related to alcohol consumption. Listen to the audio file and take notes about how much the person has consumed the effects of the consumption, and the consequences from the consumption. Then, respond to the discussion questions below.
- Explain the toxic effects of alcohol consumption on the body. How do cognitive problems develop from long-term toxic levels of exposure to alcohol?
- Predict what Isabel might experience while she goes through alcohol detoxification. Why should this process be medically supervised?
- Isabel has been drinking for many years. How might her early experiences with drinking (e.g. in high school and college) made her more prone to alcoholism?
- Why do some people develop alcoholism while others do not?
Please use the transcript below to answer this discussion above thank you and it should be 400-450 words thank you
Isabel (female adult)
I am so drunk right now. It’s the day before I am supposed to go to rehab again. I know, I don’t sound drunk, but that’s how you know a REAL alcoholic. I take care of the kids, drive them everywhere, do my job, and even make dinner like most Moms. It’s just that I start drinking in the morning and only stop when I go to sleep or pass out. Oh, don’t be so surprised. There are lots of us. We are doctors, lawyers, and teachers. We are homeless and we live in mansions.
Okay, here’s the thing, I really don’t want to go tomorrow. It’s not like I don’t KNOW that I have a problem. It’s that I have to leave my kids and job. Who knows when I’ll be home again? This drinking…this awful drinking started when I was in high school. I think I was about 16 when it first started. My friends and I found some beer in my Dad’s fridge in the garage. My parents were out of town and a bunch of my friends came over. I was never cool…no, I never really felt like my friends liked me very much. But that night? Well, that night, I was cool. My Dad never said anything about the missing beer, so I kept taking some from his stash. It got bad though, you know. I began sneaking out of school with older kids. We drank and then went back for our afternoon classes. Soon, I stopped going back at all. My parents never really said anything when my grades dropped.
By then, they were fighting all the time. Now that I think of it, I think my Dad was drinking a lot then too. All I know is that my parents totally ignored me unless I was in trouble. Finally, I straightened up and cut back on my drinking. I even got into college…that’s right…college.
I remember my first year of college as one big party. I still don’t know how I passed most of my classes. I was barely sober and loved hanging with all of my new friends. We were always going somewhere exciting. When I went home for summer, I had to stop drinking. I hated it and I hated that summer. But, my parents had divorced and neither one drank anymore. By the end of my second year of college, I had failed almost all of my classes. So, I had to drop out. I got pregnant and married my husband. Here I am, grown up and drunk…(sigh)…okay…now I know the problem is that I don’t want to stop drinking and I don’t want to drink anymore. What a terrible struggle!