Well fish and chips with salt and vinegar did no apparent harm, beyond the normal damage to my body that it would do anybody not on Antabuse. This has led me to thinking. What if these are just chalk white tablets with no active ingredients and not Disulfiram. What if, in fact, I'm a part of an experiment on heavy drinkers to see if the fear of being ill would be enough to keep them away from the booze long enough for the medical world to look smug and say, "see, you weren't really addicted after all". A little bit like Dumbo's magic feather that allowed him to fly but in tablet form.
That said I was speaking to a 'fellow traveller' some time ago who told me that whilst he was on Antabuse he had thought, "I'll just have half a lager, how bad can it be". Next thing he knows he's having to stand under an ice cold shower, fully dressed, to try and get over some of the worst of the sensations ripping his body to pieces. So on reflection I think I'll stick to the plan.

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