I feel I should give an upfront disclaimer: this article is in no way an encouragement of excess drinking…
But please. Let’s be realistic.
After a parent has done all the things for all the people, they have earned the right to an alcoholic beverage or three at this most wonderful time of the year – in between doing even more things for even more people in the lead up to Christmas Day.
So some wines, Aperol spritzes, and/or Gin and Tonics (joking, not quite that much – though it does sound good), are deserved. They’ve been earned. Parents have, indeed, fought for, and won, their right to Christmas party.
They’ve booked the sitter months in advance. Set aside a ridiculous amount of cash to pay for said sitter. Organised clothes, food, and logistics for the following day – all just so they can leave the house for a few hours at night.
Most of us will promise ourselves we will ‘just have a drink or two’. For some of us, that’s all it takes for next-day dire dehydration. For others, it’s six hours of steady drinking to prove they can still drink like their 18-year-old selves.*
Either way, the same thing happens: there’s a hangover. And as every parent can attest, a hangover is bad enough in general, but it’s a special kind of hell when you’re a parent.
Not only do you still need to be a functioning adult, you need to do it on probably less sleep than you usually get, and when your desire to do it is probably less, too. But you don’t have a choice. And that can be brutal – for everyone in the house.
But, after one particularly bad hangover, I spoke to a man – a surgeon – who changed my life. His hangover hack has literally meant I’ve never had even the slightest hangover, since.
Here’s what happened.
I’d attended an elegant black tie Christmas ball which commenced at 7pm one night, and through absolutely no fault of my own, safe in the knowledge that my five-year-old son was sleeping at my mum’s house, I arrived home at 4am. (What? It had been my first night out in months! No judgement, please.)