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e + MAOI - experienced - Straight to the ER
I’ve posted numerous times in The Dark Side about this experience but I’ve never written a trip report. Although this was an horrendous, frightening experience that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy, it was still a ‘trip’ so I guess it’s worth a write up. I was ignorant when I did this and didn’t know the consequences. Please, please don’t try this at home kids.
Background
This was about my 20th e. I’d done LSD, Speed and was a regular pot user. I was in average physical condition – about 185cm tall and weighed about 85kls.
I’d just finished my first exam of the semester and had a large break before my next one. I decided to have one more night out before hitting the books.
+0:00
I called up my friend C and arranged a top quality import pill and planned our night out. We were going to chill at my place before going Sublime in Sydney.
He came over and I ate 1 pill and C had a couple. C also did a little bit of speed.
+0:20
The traffic lights began taking on that sharp, clear tone that they only do courtesy of MDMA. “This is kicking in already C. Going to be good.” C was a little doubtful that I had got my first alert only 20 mins after taking the pill. I could feel it coming on like a freight train.
+0:35
We pull into a car park in darling harbour. I was by this time well and truly FUCKED. I was breathing heavily and could barely speak. I remember sending an SMS to my good friend telling him how strong these pills I’d had were.
Funny, C had eaten 2 and wasn’t feeling it yet. Due to the intensity of my feelings we decide to wait in the car park until I was feeling a bit better. C calls a couple of out friends to come and chill with us in the car.
+0:45
I am hallucinating like crazy. C goes to meet our friends outside the club and as they are walking back I see them take ONE step from about 50 metres away and instantly arrive at the car. My brain is going absolutely crazy. Everything is moving at an unbelievable pace. I am trying to hold it together. This is definitely not fun. The others get in the car and I come down a little. I think I will be OK and that that was the peak – I will come down a bit now and have fun.
+01:00
I was wrong. I am 2x as fucked as I was before and 100x more fucked than I have ever been. I begin to panic and really try to calm down. Everything is moving at light speed and my brain feels like it is about to explode.
At this point I made the call: “C, I need to go to hospital”.
+1:15
C is driving to hospital. It was at this point that I totally wigged out. I began convulsing and screaming. I was convulsing so hard I kicked a hole in lining of the roof of C’s car. C is panicking now as well. Luckily we drive past an ambulance. C flags them down. I am screaming and fitting so hard that the paramedics call the police. My friend tells them that I have taken extasy and they begin laughing. A cop opens then passenger door and tells me to calm down so I can get in the ambulance. I staggered out of the car and made it.
+1:30
I am in the back of the ambulance and screaming over and over: “am I going to die?”. The ambulance officer tells me he doesn’t think so. This doesn’t have much effect on me. The ambulance officer, with my permission, straps me down to the bed.
+2:00-4:00
It’s all a bit blurry from here, but the paramedics gave me valium, put a drip on me and took my clothes off because I was sweating so hard. C was sitting by the bed and I remember asking him if we were in trouble with the cops. He said we weren’t. I was going up and down and convulsing every half hour or so. It was like I was having lots of little intense peaks. During this period I remember a paramedic looking to one of his colleagues and saying: “that’s why they call it ecstasy”.
+4:30
The valium has kicked in now and I have calmed down. I feel unbelievably exhausted and relieved. I said to a nurse: “This is going to sound so bad but I actually feel amazingly good”. The nurses shake their heads and laugh.
+5:00
They let me out and I thank them. I went back to my friends house and smoked some pot and had a few drinks. I eventually fell asleep on my friend’s sofa.
Aftermath
Following this I got a full blown panic disorder and became suicidal. To this day I have severe depression. I don’t think what I did was smart and I am not proud of it. I am not proud of the fact that I went home after all that had happened and took more drugs. It goes to show the importance of harm reduction. If I had known then what I know now it never would have happened. The only thing I can say is that I can squarely look even the hardest e user in the eye and tell them that I have been more fucked on e than they could ever dream of being. For the record, the only drug I use any more is Alcohol. Take Care.
[ntc> edited to fix puncuation errors caused by VB upgrade]
I’ve posted numerous times in The Dark Side about this experience but I’ve never written a trip report. Although this was an horrendous, frightening experience that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy, it was still a ‘trip’ so I guess it’s worth a write up. I was ignorant when I did this and didn’t know the consequences. Please, please don’t try this at home kids.
Background
This was about my 20th e. I’d done LSD, Speed and was a regular pot user. I was in average physical condition – about 185cm tall and weighed about 85kls.
I’d just finished my first exam of the semester and had a large break before my next one. I decided to have one more night out before hitting the books.
+0:00
I called up my friend C and arranged a top quality import pill and planned our night out. We were going to chill at my place before going Sublime in Sydney.
He came over and I ate 1 pill and C had a couple. C also did a little bit of speed.
+0:20
The traffic lights began taking on that sharp, clear tone that they only do courtesy of MDMA. “This is kicking in already C. Going to be good.” C was a little doubtful that I had got my first alert only 20 mins after taking the pill. I could feel it coming on like a freight train.
+0:35
We pull into a car park in darling harbour. I was by this time well and truly FUCKED. I was breathing heavily and could barely speak. I remember sending an SMS to my good friend telling him how strong these pills I’d had were.
Funny, C had eaten 2 and wasn’t feeling it yet. Due to the intensity of my feelings we decide to wait in the car park until I was feeling a bit better. C calls a couple of out friends to come and chill with us in the car.
+0:45
I am hallucinating like crazy. C goes to meet our friends outside the club and as they are walking back I see them take ONE step from about 50 metres away and instantly arrive at the car. My brain is going absolutely crazy. Everything is moving at an unbelievable pace. I am trying to hold it together. This is definitely not fun. The others get in the car and I come down a little. I think I will be OK and that that was the peak – I will come down a bit now and have fun.
+01:00
I was wrong. I am 2x as fucked as I was before and 100x more fucked than I have ever been. I begin to panic and really try to calm down. Everything is moving at light speed and my brain feels like it is about to explode.
At this point I made the call: “C, I need to go to hospital”.
+1:15
C is driving to hospital. It was at this point that I totally wigged out. I began convulsing and screaming. I was convulsing so hard I kicked a hole in lining of the roof of C’s car. C is panicking now as well. Luckily we drive past an ambulance. C flags them down. I am screaming and fitting so hard that the paramedics call the police. My friend tells them that I have taken extasy and they begin laughing. A cop opens then passenger door and tells me to calm down so I can get in the ambulance. I staggered out of the car and made it.
+1:30
I am in the back of the ambulance and screaming over and over: “am I going to die?”. The ambulance officer tells me he doesn’t think so. This doesn’t have much effect on me. The ambulance officer, with my permission, straps me down to the bed.
+2:00-4:00
It’s all a bit blurry from here, but the paramedics gave me valium, put a drip on me and took my clothes off because I was sweating so hard. C was sitting by the bed and I remember asking him if we were in trouble with the cops. He said we weren’t. I was going up and down and convulsing every half hour or so. It was like I was having lots of little intense peaks. During this period I remember a paramedic looking to one of his colleagues and saying: “that’s why they call it ecstasy”.
+4:30
The valium has kicked in now and I have calmed down. I feel unbelievably exhausted and relieved. I said to a nurse: “This is going to sound so bad but I actually feel amazingly good”. The nurses shake their heads and laugh.
+5:00
They let me out and I thank them. I went back to my friends house and smoked some pot and had a few drinks. I eventually fell asleep on my friend’s sofa.
Aftermath
Following this I got a full blown panic disorder and became suicidal. To this day I have severe depression. I don’t think what I did was smart and I am not proud of it. I am not proud of the fact that I went home after all that had happened and took more drugs. It goes to show the importance of harm reduction. If I had known then what I know now it never would have happened. The only thing I can say is that I can squarely look even the hardest e user in the eye and tell them that I have been more fucked on e than they could ever dream of being. For the record, the only drug I use any more is Alcohol. Take Care.
[ntc> edited to fix puncuation errors caused by VB upgrade]
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