Coricidin's Long-Term Negative Effects

[Incunabula]

So I am a regular robo-tripper who uses CCC's (I know about the danger please save the preaching, thanks) along with Robo gelcaps. Lately I have been upping my dose of the C's to upwards of a 1.5 grams. My tolerance grows with my use (obviously), but I was wondering what this insane amount of CPM(Chlorpheniramine Maleate) is doing to my body. I have yet to have any negative side-effects other than the usual nausea and whatnot from the DXM, but I have a feeling that all this other junk(CPM) is not doing me any good. Please let me know if I'm safe to continue with the CCC's because I really can't afford the Robo anymore. If there is a way to do a CWE that keeps the DXM, that would be majorly helpful. All advice welcome, thanks!

lol......Am I the only one seeing a contradiction here. lol.

 

[RobotRipping]

CPM in high doses will last an extremely long time and can potentiate the DXM quite a bit itself. It has killed people. How much is too much? I'm not sure but to keep it safe take 4-6 CCCs and get the rest of your dxm from somewhere else. The cpm from 20+ pills is far too much and can extend the trip well past 24 hours. The CPM is definitely the dangerous part, acetaminophen would be just terrible but no one would use those coricidin as they only have 15mg of dxm instead of 30.

this is from another forum:

* High doses of Chlorpheniramine Maleate (CPM) can cause severe and life-threatening symptoms including seizures; shortness of breath or troubled breathing; weakness; loss of consciousness; severe dryness of mouth, nose, or throat; bleeding from skin, mouth, eyes, rectum, and vagina; and possibly death.
* We have seen recommendations that no more than 24 mg of CPM be taken in a day.

i think this is the source:

http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/druginfo/medmaster/a682543.html

 

[MrGrunge]

Can someone explain to me why when I use Coricidin I don't get the naseua usually associated with DXM use? And what acetaminophen are you referring to, for I have yet to use a DXM product with acetaminophen.

In my DXM days I never used CCC's, but I also never had problems with nausea. Some people don't. The possibility that the CPM is curbing your nausea doesn't seem like a good reason to continue ingesting it when you have access to the safer alternative (gel caps). Cough medicine abuse is a terribly unhealthy habit to develop on its own, even without using CCCs to get high.

 

[2c-goinsane]

lol......Am I the only one seeing a contradiction here. lol.

lol yeah i had a nice paragraph going earlier but i didn't want him to feel like i'm coming off as a complete asshole.

why dont you order straight dxm powder op? sooner or later your going to have to give it a rest though.

 

[Solipsis]

This thread should be merged with the DXM Subthread for Coridicin long-term negative health effects, so Dexoid be prepared for that..
http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/threads/403582-Coricidin-s-Long-Term-Negative-Effects

Basically we can only get behind DXM-only formulations even if they give more nausea. It's not worth ruining your internal organs over. So it's not okay to discuss it in a way like 'you shouldn't do it all, but if you do it an amount X is okay'. It's just not okay and you are very welcome to research this in the thread I linked as well as the internet in general.

 

[psood0nym]

The central question of this thread is "what exactly is so bad about combining CPM and DXM in Coricidin". Trying to figure that out online is frustratingly difficult given CPM's therapeutic index. Thankfully, way back in 2010 Bluelight's Amberthefrog, like me, was similarly irked by the question, and had wherewithal to give the best answer I think any of us are likely to find:

This thread sparked me to do a bit of research on DXM, CPM and there possible interactions. I'm an organic chemist, not a pharmacologist however It doesn't take a lot of pharmacological understanding to get the feel of just how fucked up this combo is.

chemophagist
It's good that you're now moving on the side of caution. Your earlier assertion that CPM is pretty safe isn't something I agree with. Yes, by itself it may have massive LD50 and a wonderful therapeutic index. The endless anecdotes of acute and chronic side effects to CCC use bring this into question though. DXM only products simply don't have all these nasty reported side effects, implying that DXM ain't the problem. By itself, CPM may well be hella safe - when you mix it with DXM however the shit seems to really hit the fan, lets try and look at what could be going on. I'm confident that most of what's coming pretty scientifically sound, admittedly when I was reading about this stuff, especially CPM metabolism and the stereo selective nature of it, I got a bit overwhelmed - never paid enough attention in those oh so boring metabolism lectures last year

Looking at it step-by-step:-

- DXM and CPM are both metabolized by P450 enzymes.

- A massive amount of other drugs are to.

- The exact metabolic pathway of DXM is pretty complex, CYP2D6 is the main enzyme.

- CYP2D6 is also involved in the metabolism of CPM...

1) This is the first problem. The metabolic pathways of both drugs feature the same enzyme. In fact, CYP2D6 could well be the most common enzyme in drug metabolic pathways period. This raises lots of issues concerning the break down both drugs, for this reason alone their respective half lives will increase. If any of a vast multitude of other drugs, that are metabolized by CYP2D6, are present then this effect will be compounded further.

- Many people are genetically poor CYP2D6 metabolizers, for these people point 1) will be a lot worse.

- For normal CYP2D6 metabolizers, (with no other xenobiotic CYP2D6 subsrates administered) a study found the average elimination half life of CPM to be 18.0±2.0 h.

- For poor CYP2D6 metabolizers, the study found it to be 29.3±2.0 h.

- In addition to this huge genetic difference in cpm half life, there is a massive diversity between people who have normal CYP2D6 levels.

2) In other words, yes the time cpm stays in the system for varies massively between individuals, even those with normal CYP2D6 metabolism. Why? I don't know the full pathway of cpm metabolism but I wouldn't be surprised if additional P450 enzymes were involved. Cpm also has two enantiomers, (S) is responsible for most of racemic (as found in CCC) cpm's pharmacology. However (R) plays a complex indirect role which I'm not to sure I understand correctly. As far as I can tell, inhibition of CYP2D6 and/or low CYP2D6 levels cause the (R) enantiomer to become significant. Because of this (I think...), the actual receptor bindings differ between poor 2D6 mets and normal 2d6 mets and also anyone who has a CYP2D6 inhibitor in their system. So not only can peoples genetic vastly alter the time CPM is in the system for, but also it's actual pharmacology. Perhaps most important however is the role a 2D6 inhibitor could potentially play - obviously it will increase elimination half life, probably by a fair bit) but it could also actually alter the receptor affinities (in a way that's unknown to me..). Hold that bit in your mind, it will pop up again in a bit.

- This is where things start getting interesting, the actual pharmacology of CPM (and of course DXM).

- DXM has a relatively complex pharmacological profile:
* Antagonist of both NMDA and nicotinic receptors
* Agonist of sigma 1, 2 receptors
* 5-HT reuptake inhibitor

- The pharmacological profile of CPM is not fully understood, however it is a known:
* H-1 antagonist
* An SNRI

- The problem that underpins the CCC cocktail is that both drugs inhibit serotonin reuptake.

- The danger here is compounded by lack of research; no one seems to actually know just how potent an SNRI CPM actually is, it has however been suggested that It could be on the same level of serotonin reuptake potency as some of the weaker SNRI/SSRI antidepressants. I can't get access to the study that talks bout this though, I think in general no one really has a clue but it could well cause very significant reuptake inhibition.

3) It's pretty hard to get serotonin syndrome off of any single antidepressant, when there is only one reuptake inhibition going on a decent therapeutic index is observed. However when there are two it can very conceivably lead to very high levels of extracellular serotonin, this in turn can lead to serotonin syndrome the most extreme consequence of which is a rather unpleasant death.

- Unfortunately it gets even worse, CPM is an H-1 antagonist antihistamine, H-1 antagonists have a tendency to inhibit CYP2D6.

- Reflect back to problem 2, if CPM does inhibit CYP2D6 this way, it will be lengthening it's own half life, for some genetic makeups this half life will have already been lengthened substantially.

- Oh dear, It looks like a lot of antidepressants with serotonin reuptake mechanisms also inhibit CYP2D6. From this standpoint, it's not too far fetched that one or both of DXM and CPM could be doing so in this manner to.

4) As F&B pointed out on the first page, nicotinic antagonists and H-1 antagonists are a bad combination to have, at worst resulting in death.

5) Finally we have the problem of other xenobiotics. The horrible splurge of contraindicated modes of action and metabolic enzyme inhibition mean that a LOT of different recreational and medicinal drugs would make this combo far more dangerous than it already is. What's more, because of the numerous factors potentially messing with CYP2D6 and the possibility of massive genetic differences in natural CYP2D6 levels, the elimination half lifes of both DXM and CPM could be rather long, extended considerably when both are in the system at the same time, extended further by many different drugs and in general very hard to predict because of large deviations in half life between individuals - that's a bit convoluted but my point is that other xenobiotics would not necessarily have to be ingested at the same time as CCC, maybe not even on the same day, in order for further problems to arise.

Potential drugs that could make the combo even more nasty:-

- Pretty much any antidepressant or other drug for that matter that inhibits serotonin reuptake could be a very bad time with CCC, making SS far more likely.

- MAOI's are all potentially very bad. Inhibitors of MAO-A will increase the likelihood of SS, probably by a lot.

- Serotonin releasers; MDMA et. al. Again, will greatly increase SS risk. Some of these are actually MAOI's aswell /:

- Tramadol could lead to any number of horrible problems, greatly increased SS risk and increased rick of seizures being the most apparent. It's also an antagonist of several muscarinic and nicotinic acetylcholine receptors, so further risk there. It will also probably inhibit CYP2D6 further (as if the poor enzyme hasn't been inhibited enough) and has a long half life itself. Fun.

- Z-drugs. To a lesser extent any major CNS depressant, especially those that act on GABAa. Not as risky as the stuff above but still not fun.

- H-1 and H-2 antagonists

- Acetylcholine antagonists

- Cocaine, Methamphetamine

- Probably amphetamine to, while we're at it

Ok I give up, there are too many...

Basically CCC is horrible stuff that is harmful in a multitude of ways, could kill you directly in at least two ways - the likelihood shoots up with dose and with a whole range of other drugs - and is rather unpredictable in terms of half life. I'm very glad this stuff isn't available over here....

Hope that makes sense, I'm still feeling somewhat tweaked from a big speed session yesterday, which means I write far more than I ever normally would and use copious amounts of commas!

And, as Xorkoth said:

amberthefrog - Thanks SO much for that! I hope that your post helps some people, who for whatever reason insist on taking Coricidin, understand why it's so dangerous.

In conclusion, whoever decides the formulation of Triple C's at the Coricidin company is either profoundly ignorant or an awful drug user hating sadist. How the basic facts of CCC horror reports could not have gotten to them by now is a mystery to me. Even just switching to a different cheap antihistamine might do wonders for harm reduction.

 

[MrGrunge]

^ Exactly - if you really need an antihistamine to prevent nausea/robo-itch, just pop a benadryl before hand. 25mg of DPH is FAR more responsible (relatively speaking) than however much CPM comes from 1.5g of Corcidin.

 

[whynaught]

you're going to end up with permanent blood pressure issues if you keep abusing CCCs

 

[Azatos]

Dude... your taking a little over 3 boxes to trip.

First question is how in the fuck can you swallow ~50 pills? I barely take 8 of those fuckers and I have to stop to smoke a bowl because the coating starts to get nauseating. If you are using that much it sounds like you use very regularly. I'm not a babysitter you do you man but, your killing yourself plain and simple. Every drug board I've visited either says don't do it or keep it to one box per session. I personally don't even know how you stand it the deliriant effects start becoming apparent at 16 pills.

Take it easy dude your liver will be on its deathbed soon if you keep that shit up.

 

[zaah205]

Was doing a search on net noticed this thread, decided I would contribute some honest facts about the drug, as I have had personal experience w/ it. Im 28, and have tried most drugs under the sun. This drug know as Triple C's came as a suggestion from someone I used to smoke pot / eat mushrooms with. (ALWAYS BEST PEOPLE TO TRUST LOL).

What I remember being so fascinating about the appeal of the drug at the time was, how effected my friend would be, or in other words "how far gone into tripping" he was while on the drug. (He took box at times, which would turn into 2 boxes... we arent talking in terms of pill amounts, but if we were it would be 28 at one time. I couldnt believe this, but learned you had to OD to get the right amounts of Dextromethorphan.

So one stupid day in my way of substituting pot I decided to try the drug myself, because i had drug tests for work. I was by myself, and took a whole box, and started going about my day. About 30-45 mins later, the sensation i would decsribe was complete fear and the thoughts of death. The start of what many would describe as a bad trip. This usually means your on your bathroom floor fighting for your life, or so you think, prob due to the minds "shock" of what had happened. After I faught through that feeling... it was complete euphoria. Which lasted well into the next day, the drug lingers in your body for some considerable amount of time afterwards... depending on how much is being taken.

I began taking the drug daily... for short "binge" periods early on.. I took the drug over a pretty long period of time... (5-6 months) I would never exceed one box at a time, but few hours later I might grab another... but i would reach a level where i knew it was too much (obviously). While on the drug you lose your fear of just about everything. You make decesions based on feelings that you think you are experiencing most of them will be wrong. All it would take is a thought and it was hard to get your mind off it (i used to describe it as sticky glue effect) as this would cause me to lose focus... your mind would also race. So if the subject matter of your mind during that time was negetive, like... oh i need more pills... but no money? Well I became an excellent thief, as a result of this. Without the fear of getting caught at all, or at the time.. i would consider it a "confidence in myself". I was able to steal large amounts of the drug from many different stores. But obviously I was kidding myself and in reality a drug addict supporting my habbet.

So instead of talk about medical reasons not to use the drug in anyway.... i am focusing on the effect on the brain and the decesions you make while under the influence because to me this was and is the scariest part of the drug. It ruined my life completely.... I had a great job in the computer field... until one day while under the influence of Trip C's... I completley lost it at work. I believe my boss came and asked me something job related, and replyed "Well you can come do my job, and i'll do yours... and sit on my ass on facebook and get paid 100k a year to do/know absolutely nothing about the business I was supposed to be running" He thought I was kidding... which surprised me, so i continued in on him.. and told him I was leaving for the reason because i wanted to go home and play starcraft2 a video game. I was tripping at work so that was the result of that. I made huge mistakes with my girlfriend who I had just had a daughter with... things that cannot even be explained. I began stealing things just because i knew i could, and I had erased that fear I once had (Never stole even a pack of gum, before any of this.)

So lets just say again this was pschy. effects that are hard to measure. If asked about the drug now I always laugh... at the fact its being sold. Why? Because never in a million years would i give my daughter or anyone else i cared about this drug for a "Caugh, or cold". The ones I took... were the best you could buy.. but they had another effect which was for high blood pressure. This never made any sense to me at all. I mean the whole drug if looked at neutrally is a complete joke as a legit medication. And everyone who has abused it can and would agree on that without a doubt. The addictive qualities are a joke as well. So in essence this drug is being sold to get high... and most people arent aware of this until they encounter it.

I have never had any real problem with drugs in my past. I smoked some pot, had a beer now and again, but other than that I never stuck to anything after i tried the way trip c's got me. I got some friends to try it and to this day... (some of them have other huge drug issues) they always rank trip c's at the highest end of the totem poll on a "way to fuck your shit up".

Do not attempt this drug in anyway shape or form. Only for the reason that there are effects, other then a good trip under the radar that can and will cause you to make some pretty dumb and simple mistakes. I still do not know the long term physical effects, but I know that this drug has robbed me of my life, and you only run the same risk if you take them as well.

 

[leannastwart]

i was taking up to 6 boxes a day of this stuff and now that i quit after rehab and the last time i did them i felt i almost died now i get numb in random places of my body sometimes it takes longer for me to reply i feel slowed down and my head always feels funny when i was doin the i was get so constipated i would bloat up and not poop for weeks i wouldnt eat because of it when i was on it i would feel like i was in a different world but all i felt was love all around me it made everything beautiful but now i know it was bad i had a freind overdose and die and now im tryin to let people know how bad they really are i took like 6 boxes a day i was speeding trippin and rollin all together i never sleept for like a month the doctor told me while i was on them that my blood pressure and heart rate was 3x as fast as it should be i should have died but im thankful i didnt i did these for like 3 months straight.

 

[haveyoufoundgod]

it's crazy hearing what some people here have gone through, makes me feel hella the fuck lucky.. here's my story with ccc's, me and my girl called them ceasers.

first time a friend gave me a sheet(8) because he couldn't take them anymore with his ulcers, didn't feel shit at first and then i felt WEIRD like i'd never felt. like fuckin weeeird man. then i got sick a bit and don't remember much. i know that after the first 15 minutes i pulled myself out of the antisocial hole i was digging and ended up having a really pleasant, if weird, time. my other friend's sister came over and i was somehow raping ass in CS:S, friend talking shit for me on the mic. i turn around and she immediately asks what i'm fucked up on. when win the map i was on, i spun the chair and abruptly fell myself to the ground and laid there motionless in front of her sister, slumped over my legs. then after getting lost in my thoughts for a few minutes i popped the fuck up and went 'baaaaaaah' rather excitedly and she jumped up and screamed for like 30 seconds.. lol.

took it maybe a few times in the next year cuz the first time was so fun, but usually felt the strong need to be in a tiny dark isolated box; decided it wasn't a drug to risk doing around people. i usually felt highly self-aware and socially inept or incapable, and felt that i looked really fucked up, making me anxious and pretty uncomfortable even around close friends.

meth happened, got betrayed and framed by said friend who gave me ceasers for the first time. and i got sent to foster care, ended up rooming with a really pretty foster girl my age, we were both really sad and addicted to feeling anything but the norm. we started off just doing duster but after a day or two she talked about how she's a recovering mucinex addict, had been on it six months straight back in feb. she always called it moose cuz when she was high and people asked what she was on, that's what she called it. in a day or two i was hooked. for some reason when i took it with her, everything was beautiful, high detail instead of just too intense, lights were loud and we lived in darkness when we had the chance, i felt so happy and loving and i wanted to interact with everybody i saw. we also walked around with weird jerky, odd movements, not even just a robo walk, like we just would move around hella weird cuz it was enjoyable. we'd make trips to the bathroom together late at night cuz down stairs was scary alone and we had to help each other down the stairs and we felt it took to long to push a piss out and wanted company. when we'd look in the mirror our faces looked totally different, and we'd stand there for hours admiring how skinny and pretty the both of us looked, making faces and talking and staring at ourselves. we actually probably did look a lot thinner cuz we hardly ever ate and clenching all my muscles almost 24/7. when we'd start to get our faces back we'd redose.

it went on like that for about two and a half weeks, by the end up which we were taking up to a box and a half of ceasers a day on average, and two or three sheets of mucinex maximum strength(60mg stinky horse pills). i remember things like being at work and just sweating profusely, no matter how cool it was. at night in bed i'd have the thin covers on, have chills and a cold sweat, but everything under the skin felt very warm. i'd try to watch episodes of NCIS while my foster sister would draw and only have a memory of about ten seconds, couldn't understand shit and everything seemed foreign and lacking context. noticeably delayed mental reactions, for example seeing something mostly unfamiliar and deciding what it is, answering questions/sometimes replying to comment, although when i did respond i usually spoke pretty quickly. she almost NEVER slept and i somehow managed a few hours a night, might have gotten more but she'd wake me up in at least 30 minutes because she missed me and felt lonely without my consciousness. she always wanted to cuddle up and talk about the deepest stuff or sing modest mouse. it felt like the simplest things had so much meaning and beauty that we couldn't normally see, but by about two weeks in they weren't yummy little red skittles, and we definitely couldn't barely almost taste cherry on the coating anymore.

one day towards the end of the binge late at night, my foster sister was describing our dark room to be traveling to different places. i dismissed this since i was trying to find sleep, when i heard a sound like the bed springs creaking fast and the bed frame just barely taptaptaping against the wall. then she goes, bro my bed is shaking. and i'm thinking she's tripping so i'm like i'm sure it's not, and she says 'yes it is, come feel it! it's gonna wake (fosterdad) and (fostermom) up!!' so i go over and feel the bed and it's vibrating a little, but then when i felt her she was shaking violently, worse than we had normally been. also, this happened to be the night we had more ceasers than moose and were both too sick of the smell to take much of the moose we had. she said she was freezing cold but when i felt her she was hella burning up, and said her heart felt fluttery and skippy. i sat with her a while and tried to talk it down, but the cats had brought fleas everywhere and they were biting the fuck out of me and i couldn't stop staring and watching for them, and on top of the the top of my inner ear got so hot on the side i was laying on beforehand that it actually made a little sliver blister and peel, which was unpleasant. we just ended up making ourselves worse, since i was then thinking i was gonna die too(we thought this was the end). so we sat there in fear and watched our room drop through all these dark, different places in time like an elevator. by this time i was having the same side effects as her, and my heart beat didn't even seem like a beat anymore, just random half assed weak thumps. after a while in silence i announced that i was not afraid to die and would not let this fear 'keep my happy out' and she agreed that dying in fear was terrible, said something along the lines of, 'if we keep our happy close then death can take us away happy, and that's not something to be so scared of right?' so we got up and danced strange robo dances together until all the fear was gone and all we felt was joy. i don't dance EVER and to this day i still have yet to see anyone dance with such feeling.. luckily we didn't end up dying that night.

somehow, nobody had ANY idea that we were fucked up on DXM, the only way we got caught is cuz in the beginning the duster made up careless, so our foster dad started searching our room, plus neither of us ever ate anything but Utz Cheese Balls out of the huge barrel container, and we threw most of those at stuff/each other anyway.
anyway i ended up going to target to shoplift more everything(even though we had like 7 boxes of ceasers and a box or two of mucinex maximum strength) and once i did some duster in the parking lot, i decided it would be a good idea to go back in and get more cuz i ran out, ended up acting a total obvious fool and got caught. they took my empty k2 bag and three specks of weed dust in a bag and pipe, but for some reason left ALLLLLLLL the fucking ceasers/moose in my bag and didn't think it important enough to mention to my case worker who picked me up. long story shorter, she took me back to the house to get my stuff after informing me i'd been kicked out and had to move from that foster home close to my real home/family/friends and move 400+ streets away to a small town in the middle of nowhere..
so on the ride there in the transport care, i decided fuck this abort mission, and tried to OD. i hadn't come down from the two week trip yet and took about a box and a half of maximum strength moose and around three boxes of ceasers, and after an hour found myself unable to do anything but watch the rainbow lights fly past the window in the dusky country scenery. when i got to the new foster home, it appeared to be only half finished, and had a huge ditch with a thin board going across it, which the driver and my new foster mom walked on either side of and helped me across somehow, even though they looked like they were walking on air. i couldn't walk at all, even a robo walk, without falling all over the place. my foster mom stuck me with the other foster girls and ran off to call poison control which for some reason didn't concern me too much. i did weird dances for them and acted a fool and got my nails painted my now favorite color of sea foam green, it was pretty nice. then after a while she made me get in the car to go to the hospital or they were going to come get me and take me there themsevles. i'd still been in the process of coming up when i arrived and at this point couldn't make any sort of realistic sense of what was happening and the implications.. at the hospital i remember it being like 65 degrees and feeling like i was literally on fire, sweating to the point i was soaking wet, ice packs didn't do anything. moving my limbs was really weird/difficult and they felt almost as though they were not a part of me. i kept saying i NEEDED to pee, but for once i couldn't no matter how hard or long i tried, so they gave me a catheter. foster mom and oldest foster sister watching me act a motherfucking fool the whole damn time and putting up with me like YES OF COURSE WE'LL LET YOU COME BACK you just have to get better first do what they say, etc. never went back LOL. the doctors were wiggin out at one point saying something about i showed up positive as FUCK for PCP(which i've never done) which made me wig out and get hysterical cuz i thought somebody must have laced my joint. was way too high and paniced to recall reading somewhere that high enough doses of DXM show up as dirty for PCP and i hadn't even smoked a joint in a few days lol. i remember at one point i was looking very closely at my thumb and it appeared to be under a magnifying glass with every ridge and speck of dirt visible, and i asked the doctor 'is this REALLY my thumb??' and he chuckled and said 'yeah, that's YOUR thumb.' to which i said 'is it seriously attached to my hand??'. he said it was and wiggled it around on my hand for me while i sat there amazed saying 'NO WAY.' over and over. apparently at some point i became unconscious, went into cardiac arrest, and died for a few seconds on the table. i remember opening my eyes and a doctor saying 'we're glad to have you back ms.(mylastname)' before i drifted out again.. then sometime after that before i got put in my ICU room, i remember some male nurse telling me that i'd taken enough DXM to show up for pcp and feeling hella silly.
i woke up at 4am in a hospital bed sober as FUCK, which seemed strange when i considered that when i had stopped the DXM for up to a day, i wouldn't come down even a little bit. of course they flushed my system out, i remember them saying something about potassium, what felt like shortly after i came in. turns out i had been out a day and a half, not just eight hours or so. i was in a small town hospital miles and miles away from home.

my case worker sent me to a psycheward 'hospital unit' if anyone is familiar with that. it's basically a more intense, short placement as opposed to PRTF which is less intense but takes months. i insisted the OD was accidental and ended up getting out in a week and avoiding drug treatment/PRTF/other placement. got sent to another small town and went fucking crazy over the lack of drugs. all the girls in the new house were douchy little narks, had me thinking about jumping off a building. then one day after i got my first paycheck from my new sonic job i'd gotten, i got a generic gas station bottle of robo, smallest they had.
spent the next week and a half or so high as a motherfucker, moved up to the big bottles and finally to ceasers and some moose, then began to steal them when i couldn't afford them/it would be too sketchy to buy anymore from a place(i was in a town where everyone knew everyone after all). i was always burning and sweating bullets, ran my speech together a bit and struggled to pronounce everyday words correctly at times(like somebody said on an earlier post, like my lips wouldn't form the words almost). still somehow, nobody had a fucking clue i was high. my foster mom actually really enjoyed my company for once.. until i got caught shoplifting(AGAIN), this time because i guess small town walmarts have their sensors set to go off for everything.. she made me stay within eyesight at her cupcake/country food shop for a week before letting me make times trips to the 'library' where i could slip in the drug store on the way and lift some ceasers, and began again, this time tried to not build my levels so quickly, did a pretty decent job till i managed a bottle of delsym which was the tipping point into another perma-moose for me. after about a week and a day or two i started doing really risky stuff(that could have jeopardized me aging out of care at 18&living with my dad) like opening her safe box one day when she forgot to take the key, which had everyone's meds, and made off with hella Benadryl and some old darvocets. i also found her hard liquor stash when i searched her room. by this time everyone in the house i hated was gone and it was my motherfuckin castle, no narks, we all had a blast 24/7, and had made up terms for how hard we were tripping in terms of how many antlers deep we were. but things would sometimes give me a very subtle, lingering disturbing feeling. like truly disturbing, not scary or weird. it would be seemingly stupid shit too, like when one sister flipped a shit and got tazed&taken in a pig blanket, my favorite moved to my room to take her bunk. when she reached under the pillow later there was a tube of crackers all half crunched up spilling out onto the bed. disturbed the motherfuck out of me, no clue why. things started having a disturbing vibe in the late, late night hours. just the way stuff was lit.

six days after my 18th b-day and the day before my court hearing about my placement, i had found 4 beers that she had hid in her youngest son's room(ended up being expired??), had those and finished off all her hard liquor. sisters convinced me and my nice $500 louie vutton or whatever purse to go to the dollar store and get more moose drunk as FUCK. they found me at like 2 am wandering around a red pickup truck with no purse a block away. i sobered up, got depressed as fuck about it after having no luck finding it, and then still a bit drunk and moosing some, i decided to take one more sheet and 25 Benadryl before bed.. YEAH BAD AS FUCK IDEA I KNOW, and everyone including me was too high to realize that. my foster mom i guess tried to wake me up for my meds and i wouldn't get up, even when she was shaking me violently, so she has her oldest son pick me up and put me in the car. went to the hospital, don't remember shit except a half second of urgent sounding chaos and then another second where i opened my eyes while being taken somewhere and seeing a clock say 6am.. i found out later that i died twice this go around, which leaves me to believe that urgent chaos was directed towards saving me..

went to court, has a substitute judge who gave not a fuck and released me, then immediately started doing ceasers again as well as smoking meth now that i had access to it. my trips became less and less 'fun' and more and more 'disturbing', i kept thinking of things like the psychological state of people in small, isolated rural towns, social regression&lawlessness, etc just weird shit that disturbed me even more but somehow satisfied a need. i realized by this point that continuing to take it would just end up making me feel sad and anxious and detached, and gradually i found myself unable to stomach the doses i was accustomed to and their desirability soon disappeared. i'd still steal them though out of habit and had at least fifteen boxes under my bed..

tl;dr
one hell of a fucking drug, the feeling is so addicting especially when you don't have much else. soon it goes from hella the fuck fun to you have to keep taking it or feel shitty and slow for a few days.. with my circumstances and addictive personality, somebody always had to decide for me. i still have bad memory to this day and if i hadn't been born so god damn smart, i would be retarded right now like most people would have been. my brain is still repairing damage, i'm not trapped in a fog anymore, but i'll never be quite the same i don't think.. i'm so lucky to be alive and only have been reduced to what i'd guess is a slightly above average intelligence, with no obvious psychological issues and a little HPPD. i can't eat too much spicy food or too spicy of a food or eat anything too late at night or i usually wake up early sick. dunno what it's from but the nausea associated popped up around the time as my second OD, other stuff's probably made it worse in combination with getting sick so often which has apparently given me GURD.. makes me wish i hadn't done all those stupid drugs like rubber cement and spray paint and duster and cough medicine to get high.

 

[vonDrehle]

I found out about triple C's about a month ago and decided to try them out. I only took 4, but they made me feel kind of numb and funny like when I get really drunk. Anyways I tried it again the next weekend but this time I took 6. I am on a pretty high dosage of antidepressants so it didn't mix too well. I was around a lot of people that night that I really respected, and it wasn't an appropriate place to be high at. I got crazy paranoid and my heart was beating so fast. When I peaked I had to excuse myself from the social gathering and tried to go to bed. My pupils were practically swallowing my eyeballs. It wasn't pleasant. But still I decided to try again this past weekend. It's been 4 days now that I've kept the high going by taking between 4 and 8 at a time every day. I've been going to class high and hanging out with my friends high. My head feels heavy but like a balloon all at the same time. I feel a tickly sensation at the back of my neck. Sometimes my muscles spasm just a tad. And I find myself terrified to go to sleep at night because I'm afraid I won't wake up. But I'm still taking them. My boyfriend told me to just throw then away but the release and total abandon I feel is awesome. I feel like I'm floating but weighted down all at the same time all day. My pupils are constantly dilated and I have trouble coming up with words when I talk sometimes. I have noticed I'm paler and I have no appetite. Also I walk like a total zombie. This all probably sounds unappealing and I know it's bad for me. I'm not going to take any more tonight just because they've already affected me so much in such a short amount of time. Don't mix this stuff if you're on antidepressants it'll fuck you up. Anyways, thank you guys for the useful information on the dangers. I didn't properly research it before I tried it. It's been fun but the whole racing heart thing and people being able to tell you're high by looking at your eyes thing is too much to handle. Plus this zombie state is making me so unmotivated.

 

[sNEAky9485]

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[dextrorfan]

Can someone explain to me why when I use Coricidin I don't get the naseua usually associated with DXM use? And what acetaminophen are you referring to, for I have yet to use a DXM product with acetaminophen.

You're not getting the nausea as much because CCC's actually have twice as much dxm per pill than robitussin gel caps, and therefore you have to take half the dose and spare your stomach discomfort. Also the anti-histamine in it offsets the itchiness and general discomfort that DXM causes because it naturally releases histamine.

That being said you really shouldn't use CCC like everyone will tell you, but obviously you're going to. I really really don't recommend taking higher than second plateau doses with the stuff though, that much of all those drugs is just straight bad news, for reasons that the internet has made obvious.

 

[RobotRipping]

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lol?

don't mix cpm and dxm because they potentiate eachother and that in itself is what causes the bad/dangerous effects. However i know many of you prefer the high of CCC to dxm and for those people, for which i am one, i really recommend just using 50-100mg benadryl instead, it'll feel the same but won't get you as fucked up for as long, which is a good thing IMO. I wonder if there is a real danger of taking say 4 ccc's then taking the rest in pure dxm form, it's not exceeding 24mg but it will definitely potentiate the dxm. When i used to robotrip constantly that's what i would do but i don't know how safe that is so can't recommend it.

for those not aware, the reason people use CCCs even knowing the danger is that it drastically changes the trip, a reg. dxm trip lasts like 8 hours, with CCCs it can easily go over 24 hours. So instead of saying no cpm no dxm as harm reduction, you know people are going to do this, what is a safe dose of CPM to take to potentiate the shit out of DXM without harming yourself? that is harm reduction.

 

[dmb1256]

I have been taking on average 2 boxes everday for the past 7 years. I do want to stop, today, no more. I haven't noticed any long term effects other than it makes me pretty damn lazy and unmotivated. I have gained weight since all I would do is take a couple boxes and watch a movie or play videogames. I could not do the physical activity anymore because my heart rate would skyrocket. People have been talking about the damage to the eyes, weird thing is, I went to the eye doctor a few months ago and my eyesight has actually improved significantly. I went from wearing -3.25 to -1.75 for my contacts. I know my liver must be hard as a rock. I am 28 years old. No more C's for me!!!!

 

[Metallica]

I have been taking on average 2 boxes everday for the past 7 years. I do want to stop, today, no more. I haven't noticed any long term effects other than it makes me pretty damn lazy and unmotivated. I have gained weight since all I would do is take a couple boxes and watch a movie or play videogames. I could not do the physical activity anymore because my heart rate would skyrocket. People have been talking about the damage to the eyes, weird thing is, I went to the eye doctor a few months ago and my eyesight has actually improved significantly. I went from wearing -3.25 to -1.75 for my contacts. I know my liver must be hard as a rock. I am 28 years old. No more C's for me!!!!

my story is almost the same as yours haha...the long term effects are not worth it though...i think one of my organs dont work anymore because i can pass DRUG TESTS with my urine, even though i didnt stop doing drugs at all...heroin, crystal, coke, weed dont even show up wtf?

 

[Metallica]

one long term effect for me...i was taking a max of 16 pills habitually, one time it was 32 so i could go to the "fifth plateau" and it was weird; my vision was so distorted and it looked like someone turned up the brightness and contrast on my vision...it tripped me out! i took them almost everyday for a summer...about 6 months. and now i am 23 i stopped when i was 18...so its been about 5 years, and I have this weird thing where i can pass a drug test without trying to stop. its like I know i am gonna fail but i pass anyways...i got all my jobs like this. one time i had a UA for a overnight job at Kohls here in alaska and they took me to a doctors office closeby on eastside and they sent my specimen sample to some lab in California and the results came back a couple weeks later and i still passed? same thing with worksafe! they thought that my specimen sample was gonna show dirty because it was taking abnormally longer than usual but i guess that showed nothing also because i got hired and i saw my test result on my employee profile on the work computer at sam's club, during my final interview. After the triple Cs I started smoking more weed, almost everyday and then i started snorting Oxycontin, then i started smoking Oxycontin pills, then i started smoking heroin for the longest time...while occasionally doing cocaine. now i smoke heroin (IV'd a couple times, I dont like the rush) and i recently started smoking and injecting crystal meth...i like it but i stay up for days sometimes.

either CCCs have totally fucked up one of my organs, or i am just a lucky guy with the golden piss!

 

[Pessimisticxxtranc]

One long term effect is the risk of a stroke. My dear friend who I will not mention his name had one after swallowing 60 and 20 minutes into his "trip" had a stroke and ended up at the hospital. He was on a binge and everyday he would go steal them from Walmart for about a week before his stroke. Before this binge he had been doing them since he was 14 in doses of about 8-12. He never had any bad effects before his last time. The doctors thought he was going to die when they saw him and heard of how many cs were in his system. Now he's left with half of his face being paralyzed and an immense amount of brain damage.

triple cs are not a joke