8th may 2013
I'm a 140lbs male.
I was sitting there in my room reading random experiences on erowid, when i came across a dimenhydrinate (dramamine) report. So I researched it a little further and decided to try it.
Went to the pharmacy and got some. Took one pill (50mg) and waited to see if I was allergic or something. Nothing happened.
20:35 - I swallowed 11 pills (550mg) and took a shower. The aftertaste was horrible and I immediately felt like I wanted to vomit.
21:10 - The nausea is fully gone.
21:30 - Feeling a little sleepy and sedated. I sat on the balcony downloading a couple songs when a fly was flying near my phone. I blew on it (I usually never blow on flies) and it disappeared. Then I remembered the pills. So it was a hallucination.
While talking to my dad, I would kinda snap back to reality/consciousness. I experienced the same feeling on nutmeg. I prepared a sandwich and went to my room.
21:35 - I was lying in bed, listening to the songs I just downloaded with my earphones on and texting two friends. A shadow on the curtain looked like a man. I told C :
Me : There's a man standing there. I saw a fly. I saw people.
C : ?
Me : I just felt like gliding on my bed. He's gone now.
C : ?
Me : I meant jake. (he's a friend of her)
Oh I felt a second wave.
Oops no.
C : What u talking about ?
Me : Not jake. The man is gone. One leg. Did this.
C : ? I didn't understand and didn't read.
(Now I wonder how she didn't read)
21:50 : I was still listening to music. I told A :
Me : I thought the music was coming from the room I had to get up. (At that point I couldn't type correctly)
In that song nicki says 6*. 6' *. 6". Im cheaper. Who fafa lfd anal. (I don't know what i meant)
A : Please don't talk about porn.
22:05 : It was hard to keep a train of thoughts and typing was quite hard too. I would merge words while texting. And lose my thoughts as soon as I remembered them.
22:10
A : What r u talking about?????
22:30 I managed to answer "oh sry". Then stopped the music and put my phone under my pillow. At that point I lost track of time.
Small waves would appear where the wall and the ceiling meet. The light switch once turned into a roach then into a light switch again.
My dad came and sat next to me for some reason. I would randomly ask him to "give me the paper". He would say "what paper?". And I would answer "oh never mind its in the bag".
Then I remember waking up, jumping out of bed, feeling the worst i ever felt, desperate, depressed, and scared. My dad was still in my room. I would tell him "my head my head its driving me crazy how will I fall asleep what can i do" and walk quickly around the house before going back to bed. Then I would fall asleep for a minute, then jump out of bed and repeat everything. I kept repeating these cycles until I took 25mg hydroxyzine and asked my dad to leave me alone and then I slept it off.
I always get depression episodes, but that night was terrible.
The next day, I learned that my dad stayed in my room from 10:30 till 00:30, cause he had supposedly nothing to do. And he said he checked on me at 1:00 and I was asleep.
It was an amazing experience for the most part. I don't regret it. But I don't think I will do it again, unless i'm with friends and i have an injectable sedative on hand, just in case.
I'm a 140lbs male.
I was sitting there in my room reading random experiences on erowid, when i came across a dimenhydrinate (dramamine) report. So I researched it a little further and decided to try it.
Went to the pharmacy and got some. Took one pill (50mg) and waited to see if I was allergic or something. Nothing happened.
20:35 - I swallowed 11 pills (550mg) and took a shower. The aftertaste was horrible and I immediately felt like I wanted to vomit.
21:10 - The nausea is fully gone.
21:30 - Feeling a little sleepy and sedated. I sat on the balcony downloading a couple songs when a fly was flying near my phone. I blew on it (I usually never blow on flies) and it disappeared. Then I remembered the pills. So it was a hallucination.
While talking to my dad, I would kinda snap back to reality/consciousness. I experienced the same feeling on nutmeg. I prepared a sandwich and went to my room.
21:35 - I was lying in bed, listening to the songs I just downloaded with my earphones on and texting two friends. A shadow on the curtain looked like a man. I told C :
Me : There's a man standing there. I saw a fly. I saw people.
C : ?
Me : I just felt like gliding on my bed. He's gone now.
C : ?
Me : I meant jake. (he's a friend of her)
Oh I felt a second wave.
Oops no.
C : What u talking about ?
Me : Not jake. The man is gone. One leg. Did this.
C : ? I didn't understand and didn't read.
(Now I wonder how she didn't read)
21:50 : I was still listening to music. I told A :
Me : I thought the music was coming from the room I had to get up. (At that point I couldn't type correctly)
In that song nicki says 6*. 6' *. 6". Im cheaper. Who fafa lfd anal. (I don't know what i meant)
A : Please don't talk about porn.
22:05 : It was hard to keep a train of thoughts and typing was quite hard too. I would merge words while texting. And lose my thoughts as soon as I remembered them.
22:10
A : What r u talking about?????
22:30 I managed to answer "oh sry". Then stopped the music and put my phone under my pillow. At that point I lost track of time.
Small waves would appear where the wall and the ceiling meet. The light switch once turned into a roach then into a light switch again.
My dad came and sat next to me for some reason. I would randomly ask him to "give me the paper". He would say "what paper?". And I would answer "oh never mind its in the bag".
Then I remember waking up, jumping out of bed, feeling the worst i ever felt, desperate, depressed, and scared. My dad was still in my room. I would tell him "my head my head its driving me crazy how will I fall asleep what can i do" and walk quickly around the house before going back to bed. Then I would fall asleep for a minute, then jump out of bed and repeat everything. I kept repeating these cycles until I took 25mg hydroxyzine and asked my dad to leave me alone and then I slept it off.
I always get depression episodes, but that night was terrible.
The next day, I learned that my dad stayed in my room from 10:30 till 00:30, cause he had supposedly nothing to do. And he said he checked on me at 1:00 and I was asleep.
It was an amazing experience for the most part. I don't regret it. But I don't think I will do it again, unless i'm with friends and i have an injectable sedative on hand, just in case.
