"It was January 1, 2012, which happened to be a Sunday. It was Sunday morning, to be precise, around 10:30 a.m. I was driving my wife to my mother's house to pick up our daughter and proceed to church. I had the most horrendous headache, and I felt lower than dirt. It was a hangover-a word I would have never used or understood earlier in my life, but I had built up a problem over the years. I didn't want to admit it, though I knew the truth deep...