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Blackout Stories

Ahhh Phenaz. That 4 week black out that I drove around and fell asleep at nearly every stoplight, went to my friends' houses and fell asleep mid sentence (a few times). Just generally cruising around falling asleep. (Or so I am told.)
 
^ That's some crazy shit!

Worst blackout (always the benzos which get me)- Slept with a guy who was my ex's friend. I had no idea, I just woke up in bed (alone), the last thing I remember was leaving the pub. Not cool. :(
 
My week of clonazepam binge. I somehow got a ticket from drinking and taking klonopins. I had taken some k-pins and drank some beers at a friends house. I don't remember anything from that week except some brief scenarios. The only thing I remember was hitting a white car. he called the cops, I blew a breathylizer and got a .08. I got a ticket for following too close. After that, it was all a blur. I am still thankful that I did not get a DUI or any other reckless charge that could've potentially happen.
 
I don't remember a lot of details for this one, but I will tell what I DO know.

It was oct-nov 2005 and I had just picked up my script of 240 2mg Klonopin K-Holes (brand name pills) that I was prescribed every month (yes, I was prescribed 8mg 2x/day (16mg/day). I was coming off meth and opiates (OC80s & Actiq fentanyl lollipops) I was OFF both drugs for a couple weeks or something at this point. Well, I was trading my Klons with this guy for 30mg IR morphine pills. I was at a "meth-friend"'s house at the time. He usually only did meth. He asked me if he could trade me a 7.5mg fentanyl 3-day patch for a few Klons. I said "of fucking course!" He said he put it on a couple hours already but that he didn't like it. So anyhow. I end up smoking grams of ice with these friends. I slapped on the fent patch in the crux of my left arm and pulled down my sleeve. I Had taken at least 200mg Klonopin at this point. AT LEAST. I remember popping several morphines and I was just getting more and more opiated-out. I was hallucinating OC-type dreams of pinks purples and blue flowers and shit but even with my eyes open. I was also absolutely blasted on meth. I don't really remember what is going on at this point. I continue to take Klonopin, I know that much. I'm popping morphine forgetting that I have on a Full-Strength Fent Patch on. I'm sure I smoked more meth, more weed. I got left at the guy's apartment somehow. Just me. I was told the rest 2nd-hand from my friend who was there most of the time I was. I was told that they came back and I'm face-down in the apartment. The dude was a life-guard. I was apparently blue and either not breathing or just barely. He gave me CPR and shit and l came out of it. I don't remember anything but waking up on the floor of a friend's home 5 or 6 days later. I had taken around 350-400mg Klonopin total. So, pretty much, I was gone once I crashed.

EDIT - Let me add that I know the benzo amounts are ridiculous. I was hooked on Klonopin 16mg/day, and I was taking like 30-40 bars a day. Taking 200mg of Klonopin was the only way for me to get any amount of "barred-out" feeling.
 
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I have a few but this was the worst.... I already wrote on this night before but last new years eve I was drinking at a hotel with my best friend starting at 3pm. We later then went to a shitty motel with this guy my friend was kind of seeing and a few of his friends. This was around 9 maybe and we still continued to drink. I was heavy drinking from 3 and up till then... the drinking just got more extreme and I was drinking vodka straight from the bottle. I had drank so much that it tasted like water. The weird shit is I was still aware of everything and could act right.

This dude thought was smoking synthetic weed and I never did it before. So he ends up offering it and told me it was strong. I stupidly didn't listen and took a few big hits of it.... So I'm on the bed and we start playing truth or dare through the one dude's iphone.... It was this kinky one and you had to strip off clothes but I was thinking nah man. Anyways this synthetic weed finally hit me like a brick and all I could think is wtf because the bed was shaking like I was on a boat and I couldn't stop laughing.... Then before I know it we are playing the game and I hear, "hey you have to pull down their zipper with your teeth."

I had blacked out up before that point and I was so confused. I thought it was my best friend's zipper I had to pull but it was one of the dudes. I was so out of it and I kept blacking out and before I know it everyone was watching me pull down this dude's zipper with my teeth. I ended up falling into a cooler too full of drinks. After that point I was like fuck, I need to get out of here... I need to go back to my hotel room because I'm so fucked up. It wasn't even the alcohol really fucking up things the worst... it was that synthetic pot. I just was not there and I actually wanted to leave.

I continued to space out and black out at points... I remember waiting on the edge of the bed though when the clock hit midnight for my other best friend to arrive. She told me I texted her all crazily and she was suppose to meet us at the hotel anyways.... so she came to the motel instead. We were almost not allowed to leave cause we were under the drinking age and the guys were like you need to stay. My best friend and I said fuck that and left... my other best friend didn't though. We tried to get her to but she didn't. So I'm so out of it and we walk back to our hotel up the road while avoiding cops. A cop literally pulled out in front of us and we were young looking kids, walking on the side of the road late at night/well early morning and luckily they didn't see us and drove off.

Ahhhhhh yeah wasn't my night.

Oh yeah and another one... sitting on the hood of a car while high on xanax as my friend drove the car.... that didn't end well.
 
Seems a lot of peoples blackouts are related to benzo's... mines no different.

Long story short, a month and a half ago I was drinking with the crew having a good time, smoking some weed (I think) and for whatever reason I had the bright idea to take way more xanax then my prescribed dose. I ended up taking my entire prescription that night. Thus the blackout began. Apparently I was being a total asshole waking up neighbors, throwing shit at peoples windows, stealing shit from peoples cars right down the road from my own home! I slightly remember huffing air duster and chugging wine that night.

Well, karma's a bitch and I learned the hard way fast. When I got home I somehow managed to get out of my car in the driveway and then continue to run my right foot over with the car. I completely shattered my foot and apparently my Mom found me passed out in the kitchen with a horribly swollen broken foot. I woke up in the hospital later that day drugged out of my mind on dilaudid and oxycodone.

I'm still limping around on crutches a month and a half later and I've done some serious inventory of myself since then. Of course I've blacked out many times before drinking booze but it was nothing like that night loaded up on xanax. I still feel so stupid for doing what I did.
 
I'm not too proud of this one, but I've had too much to drink and then blacked out on just one occasion:

It was when I was still going to school; my roommate had a little bit of rum left over from the weekend and asked me if I wanted to help him kill it. I thought, well, hell, why the fuck not?

So we ordered some Chinese food, took a few shots, and ended up bartering (for more alcohol) with some friends who lived in the same building as us. I ordered some cream cheese wontons or something like that, but they ended up giving us beef ones instead, and so we traded them for a little bit of vodka, just the last inch or two left in the bottle.

I don't remember ever getting drunk, really, or even tipsy. I remember making it back to our dorm room with the bottle of vodka, and then the next thing I know, I'm waking up in my bed with shit everywhere. It looked like a hurricane had struck my room... toilet paper everywhere and books and empty bottles and cleaning supplies and my cell phone screen was all smashed up.

It turns out that I had gotten really drunk, I guess, and my friend had spent the night cleaning my puke up from off the carpet. I vaguely remember puking, and it coming out really thick, like catfood... but I thought it had been a dream. This kid is my best friend now... I love that kid, man. Anyone who cleans up my puke without bitching about it... that's a real good friend.
 
One blackout story that I haven't read about is due to Nitrous Oxide (aka laughing gas, the anesthetic gas you are given at a Dentist's office).

I'm going to spare some incriminating details, but on several occasions over a couple of months I was hosting parties with a tank of pure N02 at the center of it all.

The blackouts were short lived, but numerous and all VERY SCARY. Out of all the stupid shit that I've done, this probably ranks in the top 3. I/We could have died or caused serious brain damage.

The hits consisted of pulling 5-15 seconds worth of Nitrous with the valve wide open, mouth securely wrapped around the nozzle. This was a approx 5 ft tall tank, so standing up to do so was a requisite. A few seconds worth or a few big breaths would induce insta-drunk for a period of maybe 20-30 seconds. A few more, would be insta-HAMMERED with vision non-existant, total body numbness to the point of feeling out-of-body, and hearing an overwhelming "WOM WOM WOM" sound, while music in the background sounded amazing but oddly very "distant" but also very encompassing at the same time -- that said, sound was really the only sensation that would be left somewhat intact, other than vision - but again, was 100% blurred and unable to focus.

Add a few more seconds of breathing 100% Nitrous, and the best word to use to use it "tiimmmmmbeeerrrrr", as in a rigid tree toppling over. Or in this case, stiff-legged fall straight back (unless someone nearby was nice enough to catch you), which in my case led to a hole in the drywall from the back of my skull, which is still there to this day as its always been camouflaged by the wallpaper. Then there is the 30-60-90 seconds of absolutely zero consciousness, face turning blue/purple, and no appreciable respiration. As one returns to consciousness, seizure-like symptoms occur as the body tends to shake and flail about. Over the next 30-60 seconds, you work your way back thru the experiences mentioned above, until you suddenly are 100% sober as Nitrous has an incredibly short half-life (seconds).

Experiencing the last stage mentioned wasn't nearly as scary as watching one of your friends fall over, turn blue, and seizure back to life. One time, a friend literally laid there not breathing for probably close to 2 minutes, and I had my phone in hand preparing to dial 911.

When mixed with Oxygen at around a 50/50 ratio, administered through a mask at 6L/min, Nitrous is a VERY pleasurable experience and worth every penny in tandem with a dental procedure.

Taking pulls off the Nitrous tank w/o stopping to breath in ANY oxygen is the fastest way to blackout via inhalation that I can think of, and due to it's half-life is probably the only reason why any of us didn't die.

There is a good reason why it was used as the ONLY analgesic without any local anesthetic during the early days of pre-modern dentistry. It's very effective.

Otherwise, countless drunken black-out scenarios that always led to me spending the next day puking my brains out. That said, I was never as functional as most of you claimed to have been during it. Enough over the high-school and college years to completely turn me off from anything more than a couple glasses of good red wine or small batch bourbon.

My one and only functional, multi-hour "black-out" experience was my first time rolling on X. Out of the dozen time I've taken it, I believe it may have been the purest MDMA (unless it was cut with something else to have caused this), as I had never again gotten that bad.
I'm happily heterosexual, married even to a hot woman.
Well, on that night, I was taken to an "underground" gay bar, gave and received a back rub from a cross-dresser, randomly squeezed strangers tits, and spent no less than 2 hours in at least two locations being taken advantage of via making out with a gay guy. I came to as we were leaving someone's house at about 4am, and had enough flashbacks the next morning to have a reasonable idea of what took place.
I had to replace my only debit card after that night because I chewed it to pieces from wanting to grind my teeth sooo bad during the trip.

A week later, I saw a friend at a table at a local bar. I approached him, and saw a guy that looked vaguely, distantly familiar. I watched him as he whispered something to the guy next to him, and they then gave each other a high-five. It was the guy who took advantage of me (really weird saying that as a dude), and convinced he was telling the guy about how he made out with me, etc.

Anyhoo. Never told my wife that story. SHe wouldn't take it well (despite it happened before we knew each other).
 
Alcohol + Benzo blackout stories...keep em coming !!!

Hey everybody, i decided id make a thread for sharing some alcohol + bezno stories :P i find them to be quite entertaining, lets laugh a bit!

Ill start with a few. First one that is quite notable that comes to mind was when i ate half a xanax bar, drank two bottles of wine by myself, and decidly with my retarded drunk ass, to snort xanax even though i now its pointless and just fucking up your nose for nothing. Everytime i do this combo which was way too often in the last mionths i decide to snort xanax lol. Anyways afterwards i went for a bottle of wine, came back and from then blackout. I wake up and there is an opened bottle of wine, untouched, except for my glass which is full of wine, and three rolled joints on the table. Accordingly to my friend i made a fool of myself at the store, called the 30 year old cashier Sexy lmao and had forgoten my money my friend saved me.

Anothere one is when i took a whole bar, and 3 x 2 Ls of beers shared with a friend i decid to snort xanax again, afterwards wee smoked a joint and i was seeing eveyrthing double, like not in the way you do on hallucinogens( which ive tried mutltiples ones, like lsd,shrooms,mda so i know what tripping is), but everything was fucking double, i attempted to slid down the railway and fell on to the railway of the otherset of staris beneath it in my apartment complex, and proceeded to pass out there, my friend was kind enough to drag me in lol. Anyways share some stories !!
 
why do you have to be away so fu**** negative about everything ? fuck this shit i swear the only fu**** problem i have on this board is with the mods the users i never had a problem with em, because they arent wasting their time trying to be d*** to people :)
 
Last Night I smoked a REALLY strong Indica, fell asleep on this korean blanket that we call the Korean Time Warp because it makes you pass out instantly. Weed blackouts= Sleep Hell yeah 8)
 
PurpleKush1 said:
why do you have to be away so fu**** negative about everything ? fuck this shit i swear the only fu**** problem i have on this board is with the mods the users i never had a problem with em, because they arent wasting their time trying to be d*** to people :)
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PurpleKush1 said:
why do you have to be away so fu**** negative about everything ? fuck this shit i swear the only fu**** problem i have on this board is with the mods the users i never had a problem with em, because they arent wasting their time trying to be d*** to people :)
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why use *s it just makes it hard to read. im not the best swimmer and my brain is addled now so i cant read all that well. please
 
Worst Blackouts

post your worst blackouts, what people told you, what the end result was, what you took etc.

1. 2011 a bunch of ativan and vodka

woke up, everything in my apartment was destroyed, blood everywhere, go out in the hall there's holes punched in the wall, more blood.
got evicted and caught a lawsuit

2. 2006 pcp and 151

i'm outside a store, there's a dude on the ground beaten to a pulp unconscious, i'm in handcuffs telling police the devil made do it and there's robots in my brain blah blah blah
turns out i had been in the store stealing shit and the security guard stopped me and i savagely beat him bloody
took an insanity plea, spent 9 months in bridgewater forensic hospital, transfered over to westboro state hospital for another 6 months, transferred to a fucked up halfway house, put on a "rogers guardianship" for court ordered schizophrenia mediation where if i didn't take it they shot me up, got out the halfway house something like 6 months later
so basically 2 years gone cuz i got too high
 
Xanax and Dilaudid.
Took it at a party early in the evening.
Woke up the next day with a lot of people mad at me, hahahah.
I like to think I had a good night though.
 
Broke my neck driving drunk and blacked out when I was 19.

Passed out at the grocery store and woke up in the hospital, on....opana and somas.

Got a DUI from motherfucking ambien, guess I decided to go buy cigarettes passed the fuck out.

Uhhhh. Woke up getting fucked by someone I had no recollection of. Not sure If I was drugged or just drank too much and was down for the account.

Those are the highlights.
 
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