Many of you here know my story: I began drinking again due to stress after losing disability benefits (because I'm too clever to be disabled and entitled to PIP, apparently - even though I'm epileptic to the point that I am a danger to myself and others) and found that I was unable to stop. I didn't want to or plan to; it just happened because alcohol is a familiar crutch for me, and it stopped me from throwing myself out of the bedroom window when the situation made me suicidal.
My consultant took me off Spironolactone, even though I thought it was a pretty bad idea and said so. I called his secretary last week and was absolutely honest: I'm filling up with ascites again, still drinking and want help stopping (as the "do it slowly so you don't have a fatal epileptic seizure" approach has really only encouraged me to carry on).
I'm back on the Spironolactone now and am happy to say that I've started peeing it out like a trooper. My GP has also given me a number for an organisation who offer rehab and therapy and - if I'm lucky - I might get my wish for a safe detox that won't put me at risk of status epilepticus. This is the only way for me now, and I'm making that phone call tomorrow (I forgot that today is a bank holiday and am disappointed that I couldn't do it this morning).
I have a massively supportive husband who will probably stop drinking in the house while I'm still in the danger-zone where you know you could easily start again, but please wish me all the luck anyway, because I need it!