This reminds me of a time when I was living with a mate 20years ago, I would work the day shift and he would do nights at the same employer. We were both stimulant freaks burning our candles at both ends back then, anyway, I used to pre-make flunitrazapam Drinks (We called em Purple stops, they were Roofies) and have them in the fridge for when it was time for a "time out" from being awake for days on end speeding. We were both dealers too so we really did work around the clock oh and of course our flat was a perpetual party house and drug den for all and everyone, quite literally a mad house in the mid 90's, back when half an E fucked you up for the day.
We used to leave notes for each other on a whiteboard I put up above the kitchen sink cos we often didn't speak with one another on account of our hectic lifestyles, but more to the point my memory is non existent so when I would have a thought I'd get it down otherwise I wouldn't remember later, well silly me forgot to let my mate know that his Gatorade bottle now contained a double dose of the "purple stop" preparation as opposed to the fruit juice he would religiously pre-make for himself to have when he woke up to get ready for work. I came home to an unusually empty house and just my mate in his recliner in front of the tube, "Hey bud, how ya doing man, geez you better get cracking your shift starts in half an ho....bud?"......oh shit, he was drooling with one eye slightly open but only showing the white of his eye - you know the cliché look, and god knows how much of the horrible shit he drank cos the 1.5ltr Gatorade had poured into his lap. Turned out he got up after only a couple hours of sleep and chugged at least half the bottle, so he had been in that chair since midday. After I slapped him around a lot, and I mean I was really giving it to him, he got conscious enough for him to call me a cunt and demanded, in the most hilariously slurred undemanding string of words, that I mix up a few points and give him a shot - which I did and it did help, but nowhere near as much as it should have....in the end looking back it was very very funny to both of us.
*Please note* - you may notice the serious lack of any harm reduction in the story above, you should never take drugs in this manner, mixing such combinations and shooting up roofied people with meth is all insane risky and down right idiotic behaviour that I would never ever even think about doing these days, at all. We just thought we were indestructible 17 year olds with tonnes more drugs to do its what we lived for and the story above was considered nothing more than light hearted fun compared to other shit we did.
Now I'm going to read this shambolic post....hope your girlfriend is ok mate, that situation can be really concerning.