I am sick as hell right now... And not for the reason why I've been for the past few days...
Rather than feeling sick from *not* having any opiates, I have now learned that you can get sick from having, *gasp* .. too MUCH! 8)
My usual source of lortabs skipped out on me this weekend, so I called up another family member to see if they could help me out. Very, very generous and sympathetic, this woman... Suffering from a broken hip and severe back problems, she receives large amounts of Dilaudid 4's and (apparently) Roxies, which she was happy to supply me with a surplus of... I honestly was not expecting to walk out of that house with 34 D's and 4 other tiny blue pills that I didn't notice were mixed in until I got home, at which point my reaction was "... are those...?!" A quick Google image ID confirmed my suspicion that they were, in fact, 30mg Roxies... Having never had such an amount of oxy before, I nearly shit my pants at this golden opportunity... Literally, because I'd been hiding my withdrawals pretty good up until that point...
The only time I've ever had oxy was in the form of two 5mg percs, and they did jack shit for me as my tolerance for hydrocodone was sky high at the time... I figured that, based on this one past experience, that the two chemicals' strengths were similar enough that I could get a good kick out of the same dose I would normally take the hydro in-- 60mg, or only 2 of these delicious little blue pills rather than a handful of inferior yellow ones...
... Oh, my naivete...
I got my kick and then some, and was on absolute top of the fucking world for a while... By the time they were starting to wear down, my intelligent self figured it would be a good idea to squirt 3 of the D's up my ass... ... and it was at that point that it all went down hill. As soon as the D's started to kick in, all I could think was "... oh dear..."
So I laid down for a few minutes to try and quell the resulting intense nausea, and it worked for a while... And then I stood back up...
I can only say that I am thankful the bathroom is right outside my bedroom, and that my roommate wasn't home... I woke up at 4 a.m. this morning with the second worst headache of my entire life, and TL;DR = I will never take anywhere near that much oxy ever again... I have gained a newfound respect for these chemicals... For all you guys out there that pop like 2 or 300mg of this shit a day, I imagine you had to work pretty hard to gain that sort of tolerance... You can have it, I've learned my lesson...![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
Rather than feeling sick from *not* having any opiates, I have now learned that you can get sick from having, *gasp* .. too MUCH! 8)
My usual source of lortabs skipped out on me this weekend, so I called up another family member to see if they could help me out. Very, very generous and sympathetic, this woman... Suffering from a broken hip and severe back problems, she receives large amounts of Dilaudid 4's and (apparently) Roxies, which she was happy to supply me with a surplus of... I honestly was not expecting to walk out of that house with 34 D's and 4 other tiny blue pills that I didn't notice were mixed in until I got home, at which point my reaction was "... are those...?!" A quick Google image ID confirmed my suspicion that they were, in fact, 30mg Roxies... Having never had such an amount of oxy before, I nearly shit my pants at this golden opportunity... Literally, because I'd been hiding my withdrawals pretty good up until that point...
The only time I've ever had oxy was in the form of two 5mg percs, and they did jack shit for me as my tolerance for hydrocodone was sky high at the time... I figured that, based on this one past experience, that the two chemicals' strengths were similar enough that I could get a good kick out of the same dose I would normally take the hydro in-- 60mg, or only 2 of these delicious little blue pills rather than a handful of inferior yellow ones...
... Oh, my naivete...
I got my kick and then some, and was on absolute top of the fucking world for a while... By the time they were starting to wear down, my intelligent self figured it would be a good idea to squirt 3 of the D's up my ass... ... and it was at that point that it all went down hill. As soon as the D's started to kick in, all I could think was "... oh dear..."
So I laid down for a few minutes to try and quell the resulting intense nausea, and it worked for a while... And then I stood back up...
I can only say that I am thankful the bathroom is right outside my bedroom, and that my roommate wasn't home... I woke up at 4 a.m. this morning with the second worst headache of my entire life, and TL;DR = I will never take anywhere near that much oxy ever again... I have gained a newfound respect for these chemicals... For all you guys out there that pop like 2 or 300mg of this shit a day, I imagine you had to work pretty hard to gain that sort of tolerance... You can have it, I've learned my lesson...
