So popular it hurts

I’m on a really strong medication this week to help fight an infection. The pills do not make me feel too bad except for one thing: I was told by the doctor and the pharmacist that under NO circumstances am I to drink any alcohol as it will end up a la Exorcist and I will be puking/spewing everywhere. Fine, ok, it’s not like I had plans this week any way. Well turns out that the man and I have been invited to all sorts of fancy dinners and fun events with cool friends this week and dammit, I can’t even enjoy a glass of vino with my dinner. God must be punishing me for something.