I think this is why I still love it when we have these discussions
that most normal non-alcoholic folks would think we're dummies for having.
My mother was a diabetic.
I'm not diabetic.
When I was taking care of my mother I had to constantly read the labels and count the carbohydrates.
Since she would eat anything put in front of her (or hidden from her)
she could have easily landed in a diabetic coma, or died, or all kinds
of horrible things could have happened to her -- legs or feet amputated, etc.
As a non-diabetic, before I became aware of what can happen to a person w/ diabetes --
I didn't take it very seriously at all. I would have probably tried to convince them "Oh, all this crap is in your mind! If it could hurt you they wouldn't be selling it!"
I think that there is a lot to -- using diabetes, as a metaphor or comparison, to the physical aspects of "alcohol-ism".
Non-alcoholics think our alcohol-ism is simply in our minds -- that our physical body has nothing to do w/ it.
Over the years, with hindsight -- I can see how the timing of me getting exposed to these "goofy to others" discussions -- about food and labels, and whether it gets cooked out or not -- was timely enough to turn the red warning light on for me, and probably helped me to stay sober as a result.
For me, it's real simple: If I don't put alcohol -- in any form or in any quantity at all -- in my body -- it's all pointless and academic. Nothing to think about.
Sounds easy. However, it's my mind -- is what I have to also keep an eye on. If my mind gets into the debate over what gets cooked out, what's safe, what's not safe -- invariably, I end up screwing myself.
I love Silkworth's thoughts on it: Insanity = the inability to tell the right from the wrong. The true from the false -- "in regards" to alcohol.