vivisection
Bluelighter
well, tonight was my first time experiencing dxm. a friend, who has robo'd before, and i went to our local rite aid (cheap country CVS type store), where we found rite aid tussin maximum strength cough syrup. it contained 15mg/5mL dextromethorphin as its only active ingredient, which is good, cuz i didn't want any goofysenin or acetaminophen or any of that other bad junk in it.
here's the numbers. i'm 6', approximately 145lbs, so i'm a pretty small guy for my height. i picked up two 118ml bottles of the el cheapo robo, which contained 15mg dxm/5ml syrup. i figured that i had a total of about 708mg of dxm in my stomach after downing both bottles. also, i bought some sudafed 8 hour lozenges, for a little extra oomph, in case the 708mg wasn't enough. each lozenge contains 10mg dxm.
after leaving the store and getting in the car, i cracked open the first bottle of syrup and began drinking it. it took me 4 or 5 gulps, as i detest the taste of cough syrup. as soon as i finished that one, i downed the second one, but a bit more slowly. we had to go by the hardware store to pick up some other "things," and then we headed back to my friend's house, which is about 20-25 minutes from where we were. about half an hour after i had finished both bottles, we got back to his house. he kept asking me if i felt anything, and i didn't feel anything, which i thought was odd for someone my size taking the dose i took seeing as how i had approximately 11mg/kg of body weight, which should have been, according to something i read somewhere (william white?), more than enough to put me on the third plateau.
we went into his room and i sat down in front of the computer, just looking at random stuff on bluelight. i ended up talking to k9unit, who was quite helpful for the short time that i talked to him, for about 10 minutes or so, it may have been longer, as i wasn't really watching the time. somewhere around an hour after downing the syrup, i got that "feeling". anybody who's done dxm knows what i'm talking about. that "feeling," of course, being nausea. it hit me like a train, so i just covered my mouth, jumped up out of the chair and ran into the bathroom, which is right by the room i was in, thankfully. after much retching and spitting and cursing my weak body, i managed to stand up and get myself cleaned up a bit. until this time, i had felt nothing whatsoever from the stuff. after i tasted lunch a second time, that changed.
after i wiped my face and hands, i realized that everything was wobbling. nothing would stay at one angle for more than a few seconds. it was very similar to being drunk, but not quite as uncontrollably stupid. i walked back into the bedroom and laid down on the bed, feeling relieved, angry, and clean. i was relieved that i was through with the upheaving. i was angry at my body for being too damned weak to keep something as simple as dexter from walking all over it. the clean feeling...i don't know what that came from.
on with the story. i puked up alot of the syrup. i know i did because i could taste it through the mish mash of bile and other stuff. thus, i ended up not having as much in my system as i had hoped to, which is where the sucrets came in handy. as i laid back on the bed, my friend said that i should chomp some of them. i put one in my mouth, and then proceeded to play with some red strobe type lights he has. to help me out, and promote laziness, he handed me a hat and said to clip the red strobes onto it. i did so, and boy was it amazing. the red started alternating with black, as i hadn't had much optical stimulation staring at the toilet. then, after a few seconds, it began to flash red, white, red, white. also, patterns began to form. after about a minute or so of staring into the lights with my eyes closed, rainbows of color started to flood my mind. i also began to feel a warm feeling spreading throughout my body, starting at my feet and eventually ending at my head.
my friend suggested i try a mantra, so i just kept thinking the same thing over and over, but i found the lights to be too distracting, so i turned them off. i repeated my mantra for a few minutes, and then my eyes began to move inside my head of their own free will. about this time, i began to lose sensation in my hands, feet, arms, and legs. overall, the loss of sensation was a wondrous feeling. i felt somewhat as if i were floating, but i didn't experience any OOBE's. i did, however, get the feeling that there was something inside me wanting me to release it. not something physical, but something more of a mental type entity. it was very odd, for in my mind, i envisioned myself lying on the bed with a strange, golden aura about my body. as my eyes continue wandering in their sockets, they pause at the rolled completely back in my head position and it's as if they were beginning to open. like when you wake up, and your eyes will only open so far at first, and you can only see a small portion of wherever you are. all i could tell from what i saw was that i was in a white room. after some outside distraction, this phase ended abruptly, sadly.
i went back and forth between using and not using the lights, experiencing each aspect of my trip to the fullest extent, always trying to reach further into it for more. when i finally decided to get up off the bed, i felt a swift burning sensation followed by coldness fill my body. i stood up, and walked outside for a cigarette. when i went back in the house, my friend and his girl tried to give me a raver type light show with a couple different flashy lights, but nothing really did anything for me. by then, it was getting late, so i decided to head home. i waited to make sure i was sober enough to drive, as dying isn't on my list of things to do today.
driving was strange, to say the least. i was still experiencing minor visuals as i pulled out of the driveway onto the road home. it's about 20 miles or so from my house to his, so i had a bit of a drive. the road was doing the breathing thing, somewhat, and i found that to be quite annoying, though not detrimental to my driving. i think the worst part of the ride home is when a cop pulled out behind me and stayed there for about a mile or so. the mile seemed like 10. i was so paranoid that i was going to get pulled over. it really sucked, but i didn't get pulled over, he turned off after about a mile, and i made it home safe.
as i began to write this report, i was still having the minor visuals, and i'm still having a few very minor visuals as i finish it. overall, i found dexter to be a pretty nice guy, even if he does tend to make people sick. well, me anyway. i'd do it again, even if i did have to put up with the nausea and it's child again. does anybody know any way to help stop this, or at least reduce the strength of the nauseous feeling? i'd really like to know, if you do, so please, share your info with me.
here's the numbers. i'm 6', approximately 145lbs, so i'm a pretty small guy for my height. i picked up two 118ml bottles of the el cheapo robo, which contained 15mg dxm/5ml syrup. i figured that i had a total of about 708mg of dxm in my stomach after downing both bottles. also, i bought some sudafed 8 hour lozenges, for a little extra oomph, in case the 708mg wasn't enough. each lozenge contains 10mg dxm.
after leaving the store and getting in the car, i cracked open the first bottle of syrup and began drinking it. it took me 4 or 5 gulps, as i detest the taste of cough syrup. as soon as i finished that one, i downed the second one, but a bit more slowly. we had to go by the hardware store to pick up some other "things," and then we headed back to my friend's house, which is about 20-25 minutes from where we were. about half an hour after i had finished both bottles, we got back to his house. he kept asking me if i felt anything, and i didn't feel anything, which i thought was odd for someone my size taking the dose i took seeing as how i had approximately 11mg/kg of body weight, which should have been, according to something i read somewhere (william white?), more than enough to put me on the third plateau.
we went into his room and i sat down in front of the computer, just looking at random stuff on bluelight. i ended up talking to k9unit, who was quite helpful for the short time that i talked to him, for about 10 minutes or so, it may have been longer, as i wasn't really watching the time. somewhere around an hour after downing the syrup, i got that "feeling". anybody who's done dxm knows what i'm talking about. that "feeling," of course, being nausea. it hit me like a train, so i just covered my mouth, jumped up out of the chair and ran into the bathroom, which is right by the room i was in, thankfully. after much retching and spitting and cursing my weak body, i managed to stand up and get myself cleaned up a bit. until this time, i had felt nothing whatsoever from the stuff. after i tasted lunch a second time, that changed.
after i wiped my face and hands, i realized that everything was wobbling. nothing would stay at one angle for more than a few seconds. it was very similar to being drunk, but not quite as uncontrollably stupid. i walked back into the bedroom and laid down on the bed, feeling relieved, angry, and clean. i was relieved that i was through with the upheaving. i was angry at my body for being too damned weak to keep something as simple as dexter from walking all over it. the clean feeling...i don't know what that came from.
on with the story. i puked up alot of the syrup. i know i did because i could taste it through the mish mash of bile and other stuff. thus, i ended up not having as much in my system as i had hoped to, which is where the sucrets came in handy. as i laid back on the bed, my friend said that i should chomp some of them. i put one in my mouth, and then proceeded to play with some red strobe type lights he has. to help me out, and promote laziness, he handed me a hat and said to clip the red strobes onto it. i did so, and boy was it amazing. the red started alternating with black, as i hadn't had much optical stimulation staring at the toilet. then, after a few seconds, it began to flash red, white, red, white. also, patterns began to form. after about a minute or so of staring into the lights with my eyes closed, rainbows of color started to flood my mind. i also began to feel a warm feeling spreading throughout my body, starting at my feet and eventually ending at my head.
my friend suggested i try a mantra, so i just kept thinking the same thing over and over, but i found the lights to be too distracting, so i turned them off. i repeated my mantra for a few minutes, and then my eyes began to move inside my head of their own free will. about this time, i began to lose sensation in my hands, feet, arms, and legs. overall, the loss of sensation was a wondrous feeling. i felt somewhat as if i were floating, but i didn't experience any OOBE's. i did, however, get the feeling that there was something inside me wanting me to release it. not something physical, but something more of a mental type entity. it was very odd, for in my mind, i envisioned myself lying on the bed with a strange, golden aura about my body. as my eyes continue wandering in their sockets, they pause at the rolled completely back in my head position and it's as if they were beginning to open. like when you wake up, and your eyes will only open so far at first, and you can only see a small portion of wherever you are. all i could tell from what i saw was that i was in a white room. after some outside distraction, this phase ended abruptly, sadly.
i went back and forth between using and not using the lights, experiencing each aspect of my trip to the fullest extent, always trying to reach further into it for more. when i finally decided to get up off the bed, i felt a swift burning sensation followed by coldness fill my body. i stood up, and walked outside for a cigarette. when i went back in the house, my friend and his girl tried to give me a raver type light show with a couple different flashy lights, but nothing really did anything for me. by then, it was getting late, so i decided to head home. i waited to make sure i was sober enough to drive, as dying isn't on my list of things to do today.
driving was strange, to say the least. i was still experiencing minor visuals as i pulled out of the driveway onto the road home. it's about 20 miles or so from my house to his, so i had a bit of a drive. the road was doing the breathing thing, somewhat, and i found that to be quite annoying, though not detrimental to my driving. i think the worst part of the ride home is when a cop pulled out behind me and stayed there for about a mile or so. the mile seemed like 10. i was so paranoid that i was going to get pulled over. it really sucked, but i didn't get pulled over, he turned off after about a mile, and i made it home safe.
as i began to write this report, i was still having the minor visuals, and i'm still having a few very minor visuals as i finish it. overall, i found dexter to be a pretty nice guy, even if he does tend to make people sick. well, me anyway. i'd do it again, even if i did have to put up with the nausea and it's child again. does anybody know any way to help stop this, or at least reduce the strength of the nauseous feeling? i'd really like to know, if you do, so please, share your info with me.
You're part of a very lucky 1/3 (according to William White). Luck and safety on your future DXM experiences.