A couple years ago, I was back at home from school for Christmas break. Drank way too much with my high school buddies one night. Supposed to wake up to go to Sunday Mass with my family the next day and had the worst headache of all time. I was prescribed Ambien back then, and anyone who's ever taken it knows that shit is no joke.
Long story short, I had both my Ambien bottle and an ibuprofen bottle next to each other on my bedside table. My dumbass hungover self grabbed one and popped three pills before going back to sleep for a couple mins. Started feeling really funky when I was getting ready. Realized what I did so I went to throw up... luckily they were only partially dissolved.
Anyway, I ended up being zooted during church. Jesus knew, but if I hadn't caught myself everybody in the damn church would've known too. You could say I was pretty close to getting fucked up that day.