I am desperately trying to find out how the drug Ketamine was administered to me w/out my knowing. What are the ways this drug can be given without the recipient knowing.
I was in a long distance relationships with a high level medical researcher PHD at a prominent NY Medical research/hospital institution.
Each time he visited me over the course of several months he would drug me. Being naive I didn't figure it out initially, I just thought the sex was ethereal because we were soul mates and I loved him. But during the visits I began to notice odd things about me -- the waves of emotions were over the top, tears of joy were like Niagara Falls - I had several blank spots of memories - I was convinced while making love I was either in the ocean or in space.
By the last time I saw him, I knew something was up -- he was either trained by the best hookers in the world or something was going on. I then set out to see what exactly he researched... he had told me just heart & aortic --but when I dug in further, I discovered he had been researching Ketamine since 1999 for PTSD and other emotional problems. I then discovered that during the time he was seeing me he was participating in a study regarding Ketamine ( nasal ) the paper was published that January.
Not knowing what Ketamine was - when I researched the drug --it became clear to me and much to my horror -- this was the drug he used on me. The problem I am having now -- is I can't for the life of me figure out how he drugged me.... I believe somehow it was on him as during the first time I met him, he startled me by pulling me VERY close...a few minutes later he kissed me... and it was about then (20 minutes or so) all of my guard melted and everything seemed to be almost like Alice in Wonderland.... the scent of the flowers was so encompassing I will never forget it.... never have Lilies smelled so intoxicating....each time he came to visit ALL these sensories were amplified -- so much so by the third visit I was getting suspicious.
Also upon the meeting, he would never take a shower, before we hooked up -- this was strange as he was a very tidy person.... was the drug on him.... did he put it on my lips, did I inhale it from his person? I am most positive this happen as when I called his employment, I spoke w/the Director who took his place at the University ( he disappeared off the web site completely two months after the paper was published, plus his wife ( I did NOT know he was married) tracked him on his phone.
He was completely wiped off the University's website. When I spoke with his replacement/Director and said there was a problem with a faculty member - and I needed confidence to speak - the Director gave me their confidence and asked me who the person was. I gave his name and the Director then said please tell me everything. I told everything and not once did this PHD Director stop me or say that I was out of line. At the end of the conversation I asked the Director why the person left. I was told " He came in packed his bags and left" I replied "must have gotten hot in the kitchen" and the Director replied yes. After this I knew he had done something to me, but I am beside myself as to HOW. I am writing in the hopes that someone can help me out with this. Better yet.... is there anything an economically poor female can do to get justice? The man also works for NIH.
I was in a long distance relationships with a high level medical researcher PHD at a prominent NY Medical research/hospital institution.
Each time he visited me over the course of several months he would drug me. Being naive I didn't figure it out initially, I just thought the sex was ethereal because we were soul mates and I loved him. But during the visits I began to notice odd things about me -- the waves of emotions were over the top, tears of joy were like Niagara Falls - I had several blank spots of memories - I was convinced while making love I was either in the ocean or in space.
By the last time I saw him, I knew something was up -- he was either trained by the best hookers in the world or something was going on. I then set out to see what exactly he researched... he had told me just heart & aortic --but when I dug in further, I discovered he had been researching Ketamine since 1999 for PTSD and other emotional problems. I then discovered that during the time he was seeing me he was participating in a study regarding Ketamine ( nasal ) the paper was published that January.
Not knowing what Ketamine was - when I researched the drug --it became clear to me and much to my horror -- this was the drug he used on me. The problem I am having now -- is I can't for the life of me figure out how he drugged me.... I believe somehow it was on him as during the first time I met him, he startled me by pulling me VERY close...a few minutes later he kissed me... and it was about then (20 minutes or so) all of my guard melted and everything seemed to be almost like Alice in Wonderland.... the scent of the flowers was so encompassing I will never forget it.... never have Lilies smelled so intoxicating....each time he came to visit ALL these sensories were amplified -- so much so by the third visit I was getting suspicious.
Also upon the meeting, he would never take a shower, before we hooked up -- this was strange as he was a very tidy person.... was the drug on him.... did he put it on my lips, did I inhale it from his person? I am most positive this happen as when I called his employment, I spoke w/the Director who took his place at the University ( he disappeared off the web site completely two months after the paper was published, plus his wife ( I did NOT know he was married) tracked him on his phone.
He was completely wiped off the University's website. When I spoke with his replacement/Director and said there was a problem with a faculty member - and I needed confidence to speak - the Director gave me their confidence and asked me who the person was. I gave his name and the Director then said please tell me everything. I told everything and not once did this PHD Director stop me or say that I was out of line. At the end of the conversation I asked the Director why the person left. I was told " He came in packed his bags and left" I replied "must have gotten hot in the kitchen" and the Director replied yes. After this I knew he had done something to me, but I am beside myself as to HOW. I am writing in the hopes that someone can help me out with this. Better yet.... is there anything an economically poor female can do to get justice? The man also works for NIH.
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