It’s 1 AM, and a 24 year old woman stumbles up to triage at St Erasmus assisted by her concerned friends. She slurs out, “I think someone put something in my drink,” as her friends help hold her up and I retrieve a wheelchair. She wants to file a police report, so on and so forth. We draw labs, run some tests.
Blood Alchohol level: .280
I think I know what was in her drink!