My husband has never been a serious drinker, but has, for many years, enjoyed a cold beer in the afternoon, especially in hot weather. Recently he has wanted a half of a beer and I felt that because his meds are early am and after dinner, that I would not deprive him of this. So I bought a twelve pack today. He promptly had 1 full can, with me gently explaining that his usual is a half. He got very agitated, so I relented. About an hour later I heard him going into the kitchen and the telltale sound of a can opening. As I stepped into the kitchen he was pouring a full can into the water in his water bottle. Of course he would not relinquish this and insisted that he'd not had a beer an hour ago. Then about an hour later-back to the kitchen as I heard yet another pop top hiss open and walked in just as he was putting another full can into his sweat jacket pocket. I told him again that beer and his pills do not mix, but his response was "I don't take any meds!" So lesson learned. I removed the remainder of the beer, managed to get the one out of his pocket and put them in our outside trash. He was becoming combative and by bedtime could barely walk. No more beer for this guy. Another sad thing as I know he will begin asking again.