Alright guys and gals first a little info about myself. I'm 21 y/o and been lurking on this board for years. Im an avid poster on several other internet message boards and finally felt that I should share my knowledge with others. And to learn as much as possible.
Ok to the point. I have a sleeping problem which was diagnosed as sleep environment disorder. To sum it all up its basically once i get out of my normal sleep wake cycle I have to take a sedative that literally knocks me out to reset my circadian rythm.
Upon studying for my midterm exams approx 2-3 days without sleep I decided I better crash and recoup (no stims were used, i just naturally stay up that long). 20mg ambien should have done the trick no problem....Or so I thought.
I've used ambien on occasion in the past purely recreational with not many problems. This time was very different. After taking the dose (only one I remember taking) I recall it having a stimulatory effect on me. I vaguely recall having to clean my room and a few other odd tasks. Apparently I got up and started talking purely nonsensical to my parents. Saying things suchs as the FBI is after me and they are outside and coming to get me. I actually forced my father to go outside and look for those elusive FBI guys hiding out in the trees or where ever I thought them to be hiding out.
At one point in the night I was walking out the door (clearly by my own actions I was in no state to drive) with the keys in my hand and my fater stopped me at the door and demanded the keys. I put up a bit of a fuss (dont know where the hell i would have gone that fucked up).
Im sure my blabering went on for a bit then the decision was made to go to the ER. They thought I was on rec. drugs which I wasnt and a bloodtest proved this. Well I remember everything from a point whilst checking in to the hospital. But by that time I was already BAKER ACTED!!! From that moment on I had some mild visuals which to me were like a light haze on the ground and tiny hair like substances (hard to see except when really looking) on my fingers and what not. Im not sure if this was due to sleep deprivation or the ambien...Probably both is my bet.
The DR's were convinced it was a suicide attempt. IT WASNT. But since I was unwilling to admit this (they also found an empty norco 10mg hydrocodone bottle in my room) and my parents admission that I had a drug problem they were unwilling to let me go. Only 13 days later was I released. I screwed up and got myself into the system and the DR's and nurses there manipulated the system to keep me there. It was one of the worst experiences of my life. I was constantly lied to, and they in vein tried to manipulate me. I was clearly out of place there
Anyway I just wanted to share this story. In retrospect im sure most of you will find this story funny.
Live and learn...Live and learn
Ok to the point. I have a sleeping problem which was diagnosed as sleep environment disorder. To sum it all up its basically once i get out of my normal sleep wake cycle I have to take a sedative that literally knocks me out to reset my circadian rythm.
Upon studying for my midterm exams approx 2-3 days without sleep I decided I better crash and recoup (no stims were used, i just naturally stay up that long). 20mg ambien should have done the trick no problem....Or so I thought.
I've used ambien on occasion in the past purely recreational with not many problems. This time was very different. After taking the dose (only one I remember taking) I recall it having a stimulatory effect on me. I vaguely recall having to clean my room and a few other odd tasks. Apparently I got up and started talking purely nonsensical to my parents. Saying things suchs as the FBI is after me and they are outside and coming to get me. I actually forced my father to go outside and look for those elusive FBI guys hiding out in the trees or where ever I thought them to be hiding out.
At one point in the night I was walking out the door (clearly by my own actions I was in no state to drive) with the keys in my hand and my fater stopped me at the door and demanded the keys. I put up a bit of a fuss (dont know where the hell i would have gone that fucked up).
Im sure my blabering went on for a bit then the decision was made to go to the ER. They thought I was on rec. drugs which I wasnt and a bloodtest proved this. Well I remember everything from a point whilst checking in to the hospital. But by that time I was already BAKER ACTED!!! From that moment on I had some mild visuals which to me were like a light haze on the ground and tiny hair like substances (hard to see except when really looking) on my fingers and what not. Im not sure if this was due to sleep deprivation or the ambien...Probably both is my bet.
The DR's were convinced it was a suicide attempt. IT WASNT. But since I was unwilling to admit this (they also found an empty norco 10mg hydrocodone bottle in my room) and my parents admission that I had a drug problem they were unwilling to let me go. Only 13 days later was I released. I screwed up and got myself into the system and the DR's and nurses there manipulated the system to keep me there. It was one of the worst experiences of my life. I was constantly lied to, and they in vein tried to manipulate me. I was clearly out of place there
Anyway I just wanted to share this story. In retrospect im sure most of you will find this story funny.
Live and learn...Live and learn
Ohh....and on another occasion I ate 15mg of Imovane at about 8:00pm, at about 8:30pm I decided to take my dog out on a walk so I could go to sleep early. On the walk I met with a group of people, some of whom I knew. I started talking to one of the girls and she asked me what I was on, I then told them and asked them if they wanted some. They said yes though I continued on talking to the girl and they were all saying "Let's go". They kept saying this as I kept forgeting, then I started yelling at them saying why they keep staying around me and to get away from me. They then started asking me why I'm flipping out which only got me more confused so I said "I got to go, bye" and started walking away fast as it was attracting attention and I was fucked face on Imovane. After that I went home and the rest that I remember is staring at the carpet from my bed and then waking up 5 hours later with the room lights still on and still in the same clothes I had left in. ![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
Benzos really fuck you up even though you feel pretty sober, careful next time. 
