Okay...guess I'll be the first to respond. This happened with my first T when I just started therapy. I'll admit, I came to my session buzzed. I remember drinking to "take the edge off." However, it bushwacked me-- big time. I won't go into all that was said (because that is in my manuscript that I am writing), but I will tell you that he did continue to see me. So, it wasn't a deal-breaker. Miss him so much. Heaven received a gem.
LJB