The_Comrade
Bluelighter
so last Saturday I had in my possession 4 fluid ounces of benadryl (diphenhydramine) which amounts to 300 mg of diphenhydramine (equivalent to 12 pills) and a pill bottle of 100 regular 25 mg benadryl.
I drank all of the liquid syrup and took anywhere from 25-35 of the pills (925-1175 mgs total) of the benadryl.
Background Info
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I have used/abused diphenhydramine many times, it happens to be the first OTC drug I ever used, and the second drug I ever used illicitly. (second to alcohol)
I am pretty experienced with it, I have even used it at school, taking as much as 600 mg during a regular school day.
it usually gives me an amazing body high followed by a short, weak trip, and possibly vomiting.
previous to this incident, the most I had ever used was 800 mg.
The Story
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originally I was supposed to have my friend stay the night as a sitter to make sure I didn't do anything stupid, I shall refer to him as Jim.
when I did this I was at my mom's house in the basement (my room) which is secluded from most of the family.
I have a sister who lives about 60 miles away from where I was at the time, and she has a bestfriend, sister=Sally, bestfriend=Kate.
the friend that was supposed to watch me that night has a bestfriend that will be referred to as Bob.
The Trip
-----------------
I took all of it at the same time, at about 9:30 at night.
right after I took it, my friend that was supposed to watch me that night began complaining that he was feeling sick, but he ignored it.
we watched TV for about a half an hour, and just relaxed.
he was on one bed, I was on the other.
then at about 10 o'clock he started complaining again, and told me that he had to go home because he felt horrible.
I said okay, whatever, and walked him to the door.
I then went to the bathroom before returning to my room, which took maybe 15 minutes.
when I walked downstairs and into my room, I saw Jim sitting on my bed.
we started talking, I thought nothing of it because I was seriously fucked up and pretty much had forgotten he had left in the first place. I told him to go to his bed, and he got up and started walking towards his bed and suddenly faded away and I realized it was just a stack of books. but I also thought nothing of it because I was tripping pretty hard.
I sat on my bed for a while, staring at the wall (we have hardwood walls with the standard wood patterns, it was freaking me out) watching as the weird patterns became faces that started pulling out of the wall and towards me. I was having a very intense body high, my heart was beating very quickly, and everything became fairly distorted if I looked at it for more than 5 seconds. I was still talking to Jim, completely forgetting that I had hallucinated him in the first place.
I looked at the ceiling at around 10:45 and noticed that there were millions of spiders hanging from those single strands of spider webbing attached to the ceiling, which freaked me the fuck out because I have an extremely irrational phobia of spiders. I blinked my eyes a couple times and they were gone.
at about this time I noticed that my TV was off now, so I walked over to the TV to turn it on. I pressed the power button a few times, nothing happened.
from about this point forward I had to go to the bathroom a LOT. I walked up stairs to go, as I was walking into the bathroom I noticed that my mom had already gone to bed, at 10:50 this was pretty early for her to go to sleep.
when I got out of the bathroom, she was lying on the couch watching TV, I thought nothing of it, and I wanted to tell her something.
I walked out into the living room to tell her something, and after I said "hey..." I completely forgot what I was going to say.
she looked at me with a confused look and said "yes son? what is it?"
I kinda just stared at her, then tried to say nevermind when I realized I completely forgot how to talk. after about 2 minutes of struggling I finally mustered up the strength to say it.
she just kinda looked at me and asked "Are you okay? you look sick..."
the same problem with having trouble speaking arose, and while I was trying to say "No, nothing is wrong, I'm just gonna go to sleep...", I was having a lot of difficulty talking even when I could get the words out, I kept mixing up words and saying weird things that had nothing to do with what I wanted to say.
I eventually got this out: "No mom, I'm ready, downstairs is cooling and I'm going to head to sleep now..."
she just looked at me as I walked downstairs.
at about this point, things started getting REALLY weird.
when I reached my room, I saw that the TV was on, and it was on the discovery channel or something. for some reason all I heard was deathcore music playing from the TV though... I went to reach for the glass of water I had on my nightstand and my hand PASSED RIGHT THREW THE GLASS. (I didn't realize it then, but I was probably just hallucinating the glass in the first place or it was distorted by the hallucinations.) I was getting aggravated, and after a few unsuccessful tries I eventually was able to pick up the glass and get a few drinks of water down my throat. (at the time my mouth was dry as hell, and I really needed the water.) because of the whole, hand passing through the glass thing, I did a few tests by using my left hand to grab my right at various places. I started by touching my right hand, it worked fine. I then touched my wrist, it worked fine. I then touched my forearm, and my hand passed right through. I touched the elbow, same thing.
I ignored it, and sat on my bed, watching TV. Jim was lying on his bed with the blanket on him, no pillow under his head. I payed no attention.
I suddenly noticed that my sister, Sally, and her bestfriend Kate were in the middle of my room running around and playing. I yelled at them to get out, as they were bugging the hell out of me. they ignored me, and I yelled again. then I realized that they weren't really there. haha.
when I looked up, I saw Jim and his bestfriend Bob sitting on opposite sides of the room, chatting. I talked with them for a while, enjoying the conversation we were having. the same thing happened, I realized that they were really just a lamp or a stack of books or something weird like that. time passed, I can't really remember everything that happened, but I do remember that the whole, hand passing through objects was a reoccurring thing every time I tried to grab or pick something up. at some point between 11:45 and 12:30, I fell asleep for a few minutes, only to be awoken by Jim handing me a plastic bag.
it was helpful though, because I was vomiting at this time. I threw up into the bag for about half an hour, then placed the bag on the floor. when I looked up, Jim and Bob were again on opposite sides of the room and chatting. I just watched the TV, which was now tuned to Comedy Central with regular sound playing. I looked at my phone and it was 1 o'clock at this time, and I got the sudden urge to call my friend. I dialed the number and pressed send. the phone rang a couple times, and she answered.
she asked, "come on, what do you want at 1 in the morning?"
I just answered, "nevermind, nevermind..." (as this is all I could say for some reason)
she kept asking if I was okay, and I just kept answering with nevermind.
eventually I hung up, and I looked at my phone, it was 1:30. I lied down for a few minutes, listening to Jim and Bob talk and the sound of some standup comedian telling stupid, annoying jokes. then I felt my phone ring, and I looked at the caller ID. it said "Unknown Number"
I answered the phone and said hello. the person on the other end of the phone said "911, what's your emergency?" to which I responded, "nevermind" and hung up the phone.
I looked at the time and it was 2:30ish, I was tired and decided I wanted to go to sleep. I looked at the other bed and Jim was lying down, asleep. I reached towards the light sitting next to me to turn it off, and my hand passed through it the first few times I went to turn it off. eventually I was able to grab hold of it, and when I turned it off my room went pitch black.
You know that ringing sound you get in your ears when you are in a very quiet environment? I heard that EXTREMELY LOUD in my ears, to the point that it was making my head hurt. I eventually got to sleep though.
The Next Morning
-------------------
This is the part I find most interesting. I woke up the next morning to the sound of my mom nagging me to get up. I looked at the clock and saw it was 10:30 in the morning. she asked me why I left the water running in the sink upstairs, I told her that I didn't, and she said "well you must have been sleep walking, cuz someone did."
I suggested that Jim did it, to which she answered "Jim left at 9:30 last night."
I looked at the other bed, which was completely bare, all the sheets stripped off, Jim was not there.
I got up and saw that the bag I had thrown up in was no where to be found, and the spot on my floor that I thought I had throw up on was completely clean. I asked if my mom cleaned it up, and she said it was never there.
when I got out of bed I noted that there was no TV in my room, my mom told me that my brother took the TV out some time around 9 because his broke, and that I told him it was okay.
when I looked at my phone, there were a few things that caught my eye. one was that in my phone log it said that I called 911, not the other way around, and that there was no calls to or from my friend last night.
I also noticed that I had an entire conversation over text between two friends throughout last night that I didn't remember at all.
Erowid Report:
ID:78734
Name used: The Comrade
Title: Intense Trip Using Diphenhydramine
cliffs:
-Took a ton of benadryl
-Hallucinated people, talked to nonexistent people
-My hands could pass through objects
-Next morning my memory didn't match what happened
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_diphenhydramine
substancecode_deliriants
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_neutral
exptype_difficult
roacode_oral
I drank all of the liquid syrup and took anywhere from 25-35 of the pills (925-1175 mgs total) of the benadryl.
Background Info
---------------------
I have used/abused diphenhydramine many times, it happens to be the first OTC drug I ever used, and the second drug I ever used illicitly. (second to alcohol)
I am pretty experienced with it, I have even used it at school, taking as much as 600 mg during a regular school day.
it usually gives me an amazing body high followed by a short, weak trip, and possibly vomiting.
previous to this incident, the most I had ever used was 800 mg.
The Story
------------------
originally I was supposed to have my friend stay the night as a sitter to make sure I didn't do anything stupid, I shall refer to him as Jim.
when I did this I was at my mom's house in the basement (my room) which is secluded from most of the family.
I have a sister who lives about 60 miles away from where I was at the time, and she has a bestfriend, sister=Sally, bestfriend=Kate.
the friend that was supposed to watch me that night has a bestfriend that will be referred to as Bob.
The Trip
-----------------
I took all of it at the same time, at about 9:30 at night.
right after I took it, my friend that was supposed to watch me that night began complaining that he was feeling sick, but he ignored it.
we watched TV for about a half an hour, and just relaxed.
he was on one bed, I was on the other.
then at about 10 o'clock he started complaining again, and told me that he had to go home because he felt horrible.
I said okay, whatever, and walked him to the door.
I then went to the bathroom before returning to my room, which took maybe 15 minutes.
when I walked downstairs and into my room, I saw Jim sitting on my bed.
we started talking, I thought nothing of it because I was seriously fucked up and pretty much had forgotten he had left in the first place. I told him to go to his bed, and he got up and started walking towards his bed and suddenly faded away and I realized it was just a stack of books. but I also thought nothing of it because I was tripping pretty hard.
I sat on my bed for a while, staring at the wall (we have hardwood walls with the standard wood patterns, it was freaking me out) watching as the weird patterns became faces that started pulling out of the wall and towards me. I was having a very intense body high, my heart was beating very quickly, and everything became fairly distorted if I looked at it for more than 5 seconds. I was still talking to Jim, completely forgetting that I had hallucinated him in the first place.
I looked at the ceiling at around 10:45 and noticed that there were millions of spiders hanging from those single strands of spider webbing attached to the ceiling, which freaked me the fuck out because I have an extremely irrational phobia of spiders. I blinked my eyes a couple times and they were gone.
at about this time I noticed that my TV was off now, so I walked over to the TV to turn it on. I pressed the power button a few times, nothing happened.
from about this point forward I had to go to the bathroom a LOT. I walked up stairs to go, as I was walking into the bathroom I noticed that my mom had already gone to bed, at 10:50 this was pretty early for her to go to sleep.
when I got out of the bathroom, she was lying on the couch watching TV, I thought nothing of it, and I wanted to tell her something.
I walked out into the living room to tell her something, and after I said "hey..." I completely forgot what I was going to say.
she looked at me with a confused look and said "yes son? what is it?"
I kinda just stared at her, then tried to say nevermind when I realized I completely forgot how to talk. after about 2 minutes of struggling I finally mustered up the strength to say it.
she just kinda looked at me and asked "Are you okay? you look sick..."
the same problem with having trouble speaking arose, and while I was trying to say "No, nothing is wrong, I'm just gonna go to sleep...", I was having a lot of difficulty talking even when I could get the words out, I kept mixing up words and saying weird things that had nothing to do with what I wanted to say.
I eventually got this out: "No mom, I'm ready, downstairs is cooling and I'm going to head to sleep now..."
she just looked at me as I walked downstairs.
at about this point, things started getting REALLY weird.
when I reached my room, I saw that the TV was on, and it was on the discovery channel or something. for some reason all I heard was deathcore music playing from the TV though... I went to reach for the glass of water I had on my nightstand and my hand PASSED RIGHT THREW THE GLASS. (I didn't realize it then, but I was probably just hallucinating the glass in the first place or it was distorted by the hallucinations.) I was getting aggravated, and after a few unsuccessful tries I eventually was able to pick up the glass and get a few drinks of water down my throat. (at the time my mouth was dry as hell, and I really needed the water.) because of the whole, hand passing through the glass thing, I did a few tests by using my left hand to grab my right at various places. I started by touching my right hand, it worked fine. I then touched my wrist, it worked fine. I then touched my forearm, and my hand passed right through. I touched the elbow, same thing.
I ignored it, and sat on my bed, watching TV. Jim was lying on his bed with the blanket on him, no pillow under his head. I payed no attention.
I suddenly noticed that my sister, Sally, and her bestfriend Kate were in the middle of my room running around and playing. I yelled at them to get out, as they were bugging the hell out of me. they ignored me, and I yelled again. then I realized that they weren't really there. haha.
when I looked up, I saw Jim and his bestfriend Bob sitting on opposite sides of the room, chatting. I talked with them for a while, enjoying the conversation we were having. the same thing happened, I realized that they were really just a lamp or a stack of books or something weird like that. time passed, I can't really remember everything that happened, but I do remember that the whole, hand passing through objects was a reoccurring thing every time I tried to grab or pick something up. at some point between 11:45 and 12:30, I fell asleep for a few minutes, only to be awoken by Jim handing me a plastic bag.
it was helpful though, because I was vomiting at this time. I threw up into the bag for about half an hour, then placed the bag on the floor. when I looked up, Jim and Bob were again on opposite sides of the room and chatting. I just watched the TV, which was now tuned to Comedy Central with regular sound playing. I looked at my phone and it was 1 o'clock at this time, and I got the sudden urge to call my friend. I dialed the number and pressed send. the phone rang a couple times, and she answered.
she asked, "come on, what do you want at 1 in the morning?"
I just answered, "nevermind, nevermind..." (as this is all I could say for some reason)
she kept asking if I was okay, and I just kept answering with nevermind.
eventually I hung up, and I looked at my phone, it was 1:30. I lied down for a few minutes, listening to Jim and Bob talk and the sound of some standup comedian telling stupid, annoying jokes. then I felt my phone ring, and I looked at the caller ID. it said "Unknown Number"
I answered the phone and said hello. the person on the other end of the phone said "911, what's your emergency?" to which I responded, "nevermind" and hung up the phone.
I looked at the time and it was 2:30ish, I was tired and decided I wanted to go to sleep. I looked at the other bed and Jim was lying down, asleep. I reached towards the light sitting next to me to turn it off, and my hand passed through it the first few times I went to turn it off. eventually I was able to grab hold of it, and when I turned it off my room went pitch black.
You know that ringing sound you get in your ears when you are in a very quiet environment? I heard that EXTREMELY LOUD in my ears, to the point that it was making my head hurt. I eventually got to sleep though.
The Next Morning
-------------------
This is the part I find most interesting. I woke up the next morning to the sound of my mom nagging me to get up. I looked at the clock and saw it was 10:30 in the morning. she asked me why I left the water running in the sink upstairs, I told her that I didn't, and she said "well you must have been sleep walking, cuz someone did."
I suggested that Jim did it, to which she answered "Jim left at 9:30 last night."
I looked at the other bed, which was completely bare, all the sheets stripped off, Jim was not there.
I got up and saw that the bag I had thrown up in was no where to be found, and the spot on my floor that I thought I had throw up on was completely clean. I asked if my mom cleaned it up, and she said it was never there.
when I got out of bed I noted that there was no TV in my room, my mom told me that my brother took the TV out some time around 9 because his broke, and that I told him it was okay.
when I looked at my phone, there were a few things that caught my eye. one was that in my phone log it said that I called 911, not the other way around, and that there was no calls to or from my friend last night.
I also noticed that I had an entire conversation over text between two friends throughout last night that I didn't remember at all.
Erowid Report:
ID:78734
Name used: The Comrade
Title: Intense Trip Using Diphenhydramine
cliffs:
-Took a ton of benadryl
-Hallucinated people, talked to nonexistent people
-My hands could pass through objects
-Next morning my memory didn't match what happened
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_diphenhydramine
substancecode_deliriants
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_neutral
exptype_difficult
roacode_oral
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