My Dad 's Blood Alcohol Concentration Essay

The thought of alcohol being involved in fatal crashes brings about an emotional response. Recently, there has been a movement based on emotion rather than logic to change a certain drinking and driving law. This involves lowering the Blood Alcohol Content (BAC) from 0.10% to 0.08% nationwide. However, this attention is misdirected. By looking at my personal experiences, statistics, and current laws, it is clear that there is no need for lowering the BAC.

I came home one day to see both of my parents sad. As a third grader, I didn’t completely understand at the time, but my father had been laid off from the job he’d had since his teenage years. My father had started at the age of eighteen as a student worker at Southern Miss, and after years of hard work he had been promoted to the manager of shipping and receiving on campus. When the recession struck, the need to save money resulted in his position being terminated. My father was without a job. My father loved that job and when he lost it, he changed. He found a new love, alcohol. He let his love for alcohol become an addiction. He would do anything for alcohol; he even had secret stashes when my mom had removed all the prior alcohol from the house. Quickly my father became a violent drunk and began to routinely beat my mother and me. He became unstoppable; no person could get him back on track so my mother, in an attempt to keep me safe, removed him from the house. Even my mother’s best efforts weren’t always enough, as my father constantly broke into our house. One day my mother and I came home and my father was waiting in our den with a gun. We walked in, he pointed the gun at us, and then back at himself. He couldn’t decide to kill my mother, himself, or just all of us. He had more hatred in his eyes

Let me tell you that the majority of automobile accidents in America results from alcohol. The alcohol consumed will be existed in blood and it is known as Blood Alcohol Concentration (BAC). In this condition, someone will experience lowered alertness which can cause someone to loss of judgement and reduce their ability to track moving object. Beside lowered alertness, the muscle control will be lessened causing difficulty steering and less ability to maintain lane position and brake appropriately. People in a state of drunkenness are also hard to detect danger. It may reduce their response to emergency driving situations.

The objectives of this discussion will be finding comparisons in drug/alcohol use or intoxications and popultion. This discussion will also look at the income relations to drug/alcohol use. Data was collected from a wide variety of people including: males, females, teens, adults, college students, rural areas, populated areas, and different countries. Some of the data was collected by unbiased and anonymous surveys while some data was collected by wastewater samples. The hospitalization records were also taken into account. The drug/alcohol related medical encounters were compared to household income. Low population rural areas and small towns

Due to my father’s alcoholism, boundaries would sometimes get rigid. When my father drank, he would isolate himself from the rest of family; sometimes as long as a month. He was a functioning alcoholic, so he would go to work, but then come home, go to his room and drink. When he would sober up, he would realize the effects of his absence and the loss of respect and influence within the family. He would then try to make up for lost time by becoming a tyrant. When this happened, we, as kids were aware that what he said was law and there was no room for questions, debate, or negotiation. Even my mother was afraid of him. If the trashcans were not brought in by one of my brothers, my father would start yelling. If someone was taking a shower and he thought s/he was using up too much water, he would start yelling. When one of my brothers didn’t have a job, he would yell at him and call him a worthless loser. The yelling was epic; audible to the neighbors. If we didn’t do this and if we didn’t do that, he would threaten to shut off our cell phones, shut off the Internet, and stop payments on car insurance. He even yelled at us in front of our friends, which caused us to stop inviting anyone over, which is typical: “Children, for example, no longer invite their friends to their homes (Ackerman, 1987, p. 272.”

The holiday season means at least one thing is certain every year. The family drunk has one too many drinks, their light fuse hits its target and the party becomes World War III. During the frantic aftermath, at least one person is trying to figure out what set them off, what started everything. However while most of the parties involved are able to go home, or go to sleep that night knowing that they do not have to see or think about something like that happening again, what about their children? Children of Alcoholics have to live with this behaviour everyday. Alcoholics function with no predictability, These children have no sense of stability other than expecting this erratic behaviour.

On the way to school the next day, I decided to walk again. The kids had started to accept me as a friend, and I was becoming friends with them to. I asked my dad If they could come over, and his face was full of shock.

At my grandma’s house she had this path of bricks and if you weren’t on the path you were on a steep hill with a bunch of gum balls and dog poop. It was around 9 P.M. and extremely dark outside. My grandma had warned all of us that we need to watch for dog poop if we left the path. My mom led the way to the car because she claimed she could see better. All of a sudden you heard a weird noise and then you see my mom rolling down the hill her legs touching the back of head, rolling at speeds I have never seen. The next thing you see is everyone that was on the path run down the hill laughing going to check to see if she was okay. The next thing you hear is my grandma scream “DID YOU FIND THE POOP” which led to more laughter than anyone was ready

I got up to get a drink of water, and a sliver of light from the basement caught my eye. Carefully, quietly, I crept down the stairs, careful that my yellow and brown horsey pajamas didn’t make that slip, slip sound they usually do on the wooden stairs. I peeked around the corner to see my dad at his big oak desk, the old wood stove purring quietly in the corner, casting a warm orange glow around him. I felt my heart swell up a bit. He was figuring; punching the keys on the calculator, shuffling the papers, and pausing to think...and sigh. Punch, shuffle, think, sigh. Punch, shuffle, think, sigh. He absent mindedly reached out and stirred his light brown, watered down whiskey, Old Crowe, swirling the melting ice and liquid around like leaves on a mellow autumn day, the tiny slivers of ice making a musical, tinkling sound. He took a deep breath, closed the books, organized his work space, clicked off the light, and turned toward the fire. I crept down the last step, and scampered over to him. He startled a bit, but then, silently, he took my hand and made room for

There are a lot of factors that play a role in affecting blood alcohol concentration (BAC). In other words, there are many factors that affect how quickly someone can get “drunk”. Starting with age, the older a person is, the quicker the BAC would rise. The faster the alcoholic consumption, the faster the BAC would be affected. The intake of drugs, i.e. medications can interfere immensely in the levels of BAC in one’s body; many drugs, even the cold and prescribed drugs would intensify the rate at which BAC is rising. Food, a person who ate before consuming alcoholic beverages would take longer to raise their BAC, as food slows down the absorption of alcohol in the bloodstream while food is getting digested. Furthermore, consuming alcoholic

My mother Deidre was texting me and my brothers about us going to a animal shelter to get a new doggy! Deidre walked through the door that was connected from the garage. Set her back that has her computer and papers for work on the ground. She called us down and through the garage. I walked over to the car excitedly and sat down in the back seat.

The summers in Assur were incredibly hot and dry, and I had spent the day working ambitiously with my father and brother irrigating the crop so it would not die. The sun had set for some time now, so we decided to call it a day and go inside for dinner. While we were working on the farm my mother and sister had been cooking in the kitchen in order to feed a household of five. My father had sat down at the head of the table and called for my sister to bring him his liquor, My father was a mean drunk, laughing at himself, demanding from my mother and my sister, insulting my brother and I, while we sat in silence. Most nights this would carry on until he had drank himself to sleep, but that night he order my mother to bring himself a fifth cup of liquor. When she told him the bottle was empty, he grabbed her viciously by the hair. “Well why don’t you go buy some more?” my father said, throwing her a coin. He then struck my mother across the face twice, and on the second time she fell to the floor. My sister rushed to help her up, “sit down!” he commanded. My brother and I were furious, but what could we do? It was the law, he was allowed to hit my mother as he so pleased. So I offered to go into the city to get him his liquor, and my brother agreed to watch over my mother and sister in the meantime.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder, I jumped it startled me. It was my father, I wondered what he was doing here? He is an alcoholic, did he ever love my mother? Was he going to blame her death on his alcoholism? Who knows? “You will be living with me” is all I heard him say. Who would let him take me as his own child again? He broke my mom’s heart! He drinks all night and all day! He is a loser! How could someone do this to me? I have caused no wrong! I started to cry harder, my face bright red, snot starting to ooze out my nose, even though I do not love the man he took me in his arms and I felt safe once again.

Alcoholism is a prominent substance abuse issue in Western society. The treatment method of controlled drinking as opposed to abstinence is a continuing cause of controversy in alcohol research to this day. The US is different from Europe in its acceptance of controlled drinking as a goal of treatment: “in the US alcohol dependence is typically depicted as a ‘recurring disease’ and the ‘successful abstainer’ as a ‘recovering’ though never ‘recovered’ alcoholic” (Coldwell, 2005). Depending on the alcohol abuse patient’s individual characteristics, either controlled drinking or abstinence is chosen as a treatment.

Someone in America dies every twenty-two minutes, because of an alcohol related accident. Most people feel that they will never be part of this statistic, but experts on this subject say that everyone has a forty percent chance of being in an accident with a drunk driver. Drunk driving is a serious problem that the United States, as well as the world, is trying to deal with, because it does not only effect a select few, it effects everyone. Drunk driving amongst high school students is an enormous problem that the United States is trying to cope with. Many programs have come to surface over the past few years, that educate students on this situation. MADD, mothers against drunk driving, is a non profit