“So Mr. Holt did you consume a drink or two more than what you normally would have?” Dr. Gene asked. I had called our in house medic to briefly assess my case as I had been feeling uneasy all morning.
“No, I just had a glass of champagne, post which I appeared to be dazed, my head started hurting and everything eventually blurred out. Today when I got up in the morning, it took me a good few minutes to even stand erect. More surprisingly, for someone with the memory of an elephant, I cannot seem to recollect even a single moment from last night” I explained frustrated beating myself over and over again about last night’s events. What if I actually slept with Bridget and she was telling the truth?
“What about the rest of the day before that? Have you experienced such situations or symptoms before?” he investigated further.
“No Doctor, I’m generally quite a social drinker other than an occasional drink at night perhaps but I do know my limits” I replied earnestly.
The doctor checked my temperature, pulse and blood pressure stating everything seemed to be normal adding, “Let’s take a blood, urine and hair sample for running some additional tests.”