Lord Mandrake
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DON'T ever combine these drugs.
I was coming off an expensive 5-day heroin binge where I was shooting 25+ times a day and all the sudden my dealer stood me up. Dope is now dry.
I had plenty of bupe to take care of masking the the withdrawal but you can't use bupe for 24 to 36 hours after your last shot of H. You have to wait or you will end up in the hospital going through the worst withdrawal you've ever experienced. It happened once to me and to a friend so I was definately going to wait the 24.
16 hours in I was in some of the worst agony I can remember and can't even put into words. I was vomiting acid and my legs were kicking by themselves and I wanted to be dead.
I had some other pills on hand and I wanted to knock myself out cold for like 24 hours. So I popped 6 ambiens, 2 blue trazodones, 4 green 50mg ultrams, a big chlorzoxazone muscle relaxant 500mg tab, and 2 blue 10mg valiums.
About 45 minutes later I was in an etherial blue-black world where every object was turning into another object. I could not "Think" straight at all. It was like a dream, I would just find myself in places, not know how I ended up there, time was completely distorted, once I woke up, found myself head-first in the corner of my kitchen witch I still have red marks on my forehead from, I thought it was the next day and I missed work, I tried hard to get myself out of this thinking hole but I could not. Next thing I knew there was a glass of pop spilled in my pocket. I found myself in the kitchen again and wanted to make a bowl of cereal, it took me 5 minuted to get a bowl out because every few seconds the bowl would take on a different appearance and I would completely forget what it was that i was trying to do or what I was doing at all. I finally got the bowl down on the counter and walked to the frige to get milk but by that time I had no idea what I was doing again. But I remembered that the bowl had some recent signifigance. I struggled with all my mental might and went and just held the bowl. It turned instantly, like a switch into a green lizard and I dropped the bowl and shattered it. The next thing I remember I awoke under the table. Only about 30 minutes had passed during all this, I got up and walked to the living room with great difficulty and had no idea why I was there so I went back into kitchen and must have done that countless times. I was in a completely delierous state. All I knew is that I needed to "get somewhere" and finally I remembered I wanted to knock myself out but it obviously wasn't working. I reached under the sink for a bottle of whiskey because that was the only substance that seemed "friendly" to me and started taking big swills of it.
Fade to black.
Wake up the next day in the worst shape I have ever seen myself in, a Narcotics Anonymous posterchild. Ran to the bathroom and began purging out of every hole in my body. The sad thing was, I was still delirious but slightly more coherent. 26 hours since my last shot and I'm crushing up a subutex tab into very very fine powder while I'm shaking apart. Added hot water and a cotton ball and got 4 IV shots in a row of the stuff in me before I felt the relief of the withdrawal but I was still in a delusion world. I wanted to go back to sleep badly so I popped a bunch of benadryl chewables and collapsed on the couch.
Wake up 6 hours later in a cold shivering sweat but out of delusion world. Repeat the subutex routine and I feel fine, out of deluso-world and out of withdrawal-world. Safe, for the time being.
I believe it was probably the combination of ambien and trazodone that really racked me. watch out for that shit.
I was coming off an expensive 5-day heroin binge where I was shooting 25+ times a day and all the sudden my dealer stood me up. Dope is now dry.
I had plenty of bupe to take care of masking the the withdrawal but you can't use bupe for 24 to 36 hours after your last shot of H. You have to wait or you will end up in the hospital going through the worst withdrawal you've ever experienced. It happened once to me and to a friend so I was definately going to wait the 24.
16 hours in I was in some of the worst agony I can remember and can't even put into words. I was vomiting acid and my legs were kicking by themselves and I wanted to be dead.
I had some other pills on hand and I wanted to knock myself out cold for like 24 hours. So I popped 6 ambiens, 2 blue trazodones, 4 green 50mg ultrams, a big chlorzoxazone muscle relaxant 500mg tab, and 2 blue 10mg valiums.
About 45 minutes later I was in an etherial blue-black world where every object was turning into another object. I could not "Think" straight at all. It was like a dream, I would just find myself in places, not know how I ended up there, time was completely distorted, once I woke up, found myself head-first in the corner of my kitchen witch I still have red marks on my forehead from, I thought it was the next day and I missed work, I tried hard to get myself out of this thinking hole but I could not. Next thing I knew there was a glass of pop spilled in my pocket. I found myself in the kitchen again and wanted to make a bowl of cereal, it took me 5 minuted to get a bowl out because every few seconds the bowl would take on a different appearance and I would completely forget what it was that i was trying to do or what I was doing at all. I finally got the bowl down on the counter and walked to the frige to get milk but by that time I had no idea what I was doing again. But I remembered that the bowl had some recent signifigance. I struggled with all my mental might and went and just held the bowl. It turned instantly, like a switch into a green lizard and I dropped the bowl and shattered it. The next thing I remember I awoke under the table. Only about 30 minutes had passed during all this, I got up and walked to the living room with great difficulty and had no idea why I was there so I went back into kitchen and must have done that countless times. I was in a completely delierous state. All I knew is that I needed to "get somewhere" and finally I remembered I wanted to knock myself out but it obviously wasn't working. I reached under the sink for a bottle of whiskey because that was the only substance that seemed "friendly" to me and started taking big swills of it.
Fade to black.
Wake up the next day in the worst shape I have ever seen myself in, a Narcotics Anonymous posterchild. Ran to the bathroom and began purging out of every hole in my body. The sad thing was, I was still delirious but slightly more coherent. 26 hours since my last shot and I'm crushing up a subutex tab into very very fine powder while I'm shaking apart. Added hot water and a cotton ball and got 4 IV shots in a row of the stuff in me before I felt the relief of the withdrawal but I was still in a delusion world. I wanted to go back to sleep badly so I popped a bunch of benadryl chewables and collapsed on the couch.
Wake up 6 hours later in a cold shivering sweat but out of delusion world. Repeat the subutex routine and I feel fine, out of deluso-world and out of withdrawal-world. Safe, for the time being.
I believe it was probably the combination of ambien and trazodone that really racked me. watch out for that shit.
