Last december I ended up getting pretty sick with a bad cough so I bout some generic tussin from the store. I bought an 8 oz bottle and I had always heard of how people can trip on this stuff, and of course I wanted to try it. I started out just taking a few swigs of it, not sure what that would be in mgs but I'm assuming somwhere in the threshold/1st plateauish area because I had the kind of buzzed feeling. Eventually I started swigging more and more and of course, it felt better and better. Eventually I ran out and decided it was time to up my dosage.
It was just a normal night, everything was going as usual and I decided it was time. I looked all over the web to find how much of it I should take to get a decent trip. I decided I'd go into the 2nd plateau area and took 375 mgs of it. It was a syrup, so the taste was pretty bad but I managed to chug it down and I got on the computer to wait for it to kick in. After about 30 mins I started the get the same feelings that I got from the swigs from before and decided it was time to lay down, turn my lights off, and let it wash over me. About an hour later I started to feel really drunk, but I had to pee so I got up and I stumbled my way to the restroom feeling really dizzy and just great. I came back and laid down again and this excellent idea came to mind: I should smoke some weed! So I slowly got myself up and packed a bowl to smoke in my bong. I've been smoking weed for the past 5 years so that was nothing knew, but what occurred next completely blew my mind. I finished off the bowl and laid down to let the weed to kick in (it was a very nice creepa). Finally it hit me, I was completely gone. I looked at my walls and it looked like they were moving as if they were water and waves were rushing through them, I looked around and I was moving really really slow. I looked at my hands in disbelief that I was a human being. I could NOT decide if I was real or not. I kept touching my face and looking at my hands trying to confirm my reality, and the reality of what was happening around me. After this, I don't remember much but I'm pretty sure I just kept looking around until I finally dozed off
I woke up the next day feeling slightly hungover, but it was definitely manageable with a couple tylenols. All in all, I've never felt so good in my life then how I felt that night and to this day, I haven't done it again, though I'm hoping to pretty soon. DXM is a beautiful thing, but I never abuse it. It's just one of those occasional heavenly getaways.
It was just a normal night, everything was going as usual and I decided it was time. I looked all over the web to find how much of it I should take to get a decent trip. I decided I'd go into the 2nd plateau area and took 375 mgs of it. It was a syrup, so the taste was pretty bad but I managed to chug it down and I got on the computer to wait for it to kick in. After about 30 mins I started the get the same feelings that I got from the swigs from before and decided it was time to lay down, turn my lights off, and let it wash over me. About an hour later I started to feel really drunk, but I had to pee so I got up and I stumbled my way to the restroom feeling really dizzy and just great. I came back and laid down again and this excellent idea came to mind: I should smoke some weed! So I slowly got myself up and packed a bowl to smoke in my bong. I've been smoking weed for the past 5 years so that was nothing knew, but what occurred next completely blew my mind. I finished off the bowl and laid down to let the weed to kick in (it was a very nice creepa). Finally it hit me, I was completely gone. I looked at my walls and it looked like they were moving as if they were water and waves were rushing through them, I looked around and I was moving really really slow. I looked at my hands in disbelief that I was a human being. I could NOT decide if I was real or not. I kept touching my face and looking at my hands trying to confirm my reality, and the reality of what was happening around me. After this, I don't remember much but I'm pretty sure I just kept looking around until I finally dozed off
I woke up the next day feeling slightly hungover, but it was definitely manageable with a couple tylenols. All in all, I've never felt so good in my life then how I felt that night and to this day, I haven't done it again, though I'm hoping to pretty soon. DXM is a beautiful thing, but I never abuse it. It's just one of those occasional heavenly getaways.
