I hope this qualifies as a trip report. I'll just go ahead and tell you what went down last night...
So it's friday night and I'm watching the baby while my girlfriend is off to work. It's around 6 or 7pm and since the baby is gonna be in bed soon I'm thinking some Tramadol would be fun (it's really one of my favourite opioids, much more pleasurable than rectal Hydromorphone or Oxycodone, even as XR).
I start looking through my pillbox without much hope to find any leftover tablets. But what is that? Yellow, elliptical, imprinted with "XR 200". They really looked exactly like the Tramal long 200 I had taken on vacation with me. While I was a bit surprised to find one, I didn't really give it much thought and started crushing up the pill.
Next step: Heating in a spoon, adding cold salt water, boiling real quick, XR gel shit gone. Mixed it with some lemon juice and sugar to cover the taste and downed it.
In the next 10mins I started thinking about the imprint, since I didn't remember the Tramal to have an imprint... So I googled XR 200 yellow and was lead to this:
http://www.drugs.com/imprints/xr-200-12995.html
Shite! Immediately panic ensued! I'm watching the baby and have to stay awake and tomorrow there's a photoshoot where I wouldn't wanna look wasted. Why the hell do I have Seroquel in my pillbox?!?! I started dialing the number of a schizophrenic friend who I might have gotten it from and who might be able to confirm my worries (He later called back and did confirm).
I didn't feel any effects yet and really clinged onto the hope that what I ingested was indeed Tramadol and not Quetiapine.
Within the next 10mins or so I started feeling a bit drowsy which does not happen on a Tramadol comeup, so I finally got my shit together and went to the bathroom, hung my head over the toilet, pushed my hand way down my throat. Worked like a charm, aside from the fact that I now had noodles bathed in citric and hydrochloric acid in my nostrils.
The actual experience report:
I started feeling more and more tired, not exactly in an unpleasant way to be honest, but I still had to watch the baby so I was really obliged to stay awake! When my friend called back it was really hard to form words. Pretty much what I have seen from my work with Mb Parkinson patients. The words where all there in my mind, it just took a lot of effort for my muscles to form them.
I also started feeling quite wobbly all throughout my body, again not exactly unpleasant if I hadn't have had to watch the baby.
I put the baby in it's crib and laid down beside her bed in hopes to have her fall asleep soon. Sleep came pretty easy to me, but I was awoken several times by the baby's crying, so I forced myself up into the kitchen (again, a LOT of effort was needed to initialize my movement) to fix her some food. When I got up I almost blacked out, but managed to get back down in time, held onto the bed and then got up slowly. I associate this with the drug intake as well, since my bp is usually pretty stable and I don't just blackout upon standing up.
I fed her while she was still in bed in order to avoid doing some stupid shit (heard too many stories like that from benzo abusers). She eventually came to sleep and so did I on the floor beneath her bed until my partner came home and woke me up. It was about 9:30pm by then and I went straight to bed, slept for another ten hours and can't say I feel that bad today. Still slightly tired, but nothing that will be a major impairment for the photoshoot.
I've always wanted to try a dopamine antagonist for the hell of it, but always knew it'd suck big donkey balls. So I finally got aorund to it and additionally experienced the pleasure of serotonin-, adrenergic-, acetylcholine- AND histamine receptor antagonism! One helluva time indeed.
God this drug sucks for recreational purposes.
On a side note: I talked with another friend who told me he once took 3 of those 200mg XR tabs intentionally (without ANY history of either psychosis or intake of neuroleptics) and it "wasn't that bad"... He's the definition of polytoxicomania though and it's miraculous he's still alive really.
Peace and keep your shit labelled!!!!
So it's friday night and I'm watching the baby while my girlfriend is off to work. It's around 6 or 7pm and since the baby is gonna be in bed soon I'm thinking some Tramadol would be fun (it's really one of my favourite opioids, much more pleasurable than rectal Hydromorphone or Oxycodone, even as XR).
I start looking through my pillbox without much hope to find any leftover tablets. But what is that? Yellow, elliptical, imprinted with "XR 200". They really looked exactly like the Tramal long 200 I had taken on vacation with me. While I was a bit surprised to find one, I didn't really give it much thought and started crushing up the pill.
Next step: Heating in a spoon, adding cold salt water, boiling real quick, XR gel shit gone. Mixed it with some lemon juice and sugar to cover the taste and downed it.
In the next 10mins I started thinking about the imprint, since I didn't remember the Tramal to have an imprint... So I googled XR 200 yellow and was lead to this:
http://www.drugs.com/imprints/xr-200-12995.html
Shite! Immediately panic ensued! I'm watching the baby and have to stay awake and tomorrow there's a photoshoot where I wouldn't wanna look wasted. Why the hell do I have Seroquel in my pillbox?!?! I started dialing the number of a schizophrenic friend who I might have gotten it from and who might be able to confirm my worries (He later called back and did confirm).
I didn't feel any effects yet and really clinged onto the hope that what I ingested was indeed Tramadol and not Quetiapine.
Within the next 10mins or so I started feeling a bit drowsy which does not happen on a Tramadol comeup, so I finally got my shit together and went to the bathroom, hung my head over the toilet, pushed my hand way down my throat. Worked like a charm, aside from the fact that I now had noodles bathed in citric and hydrochloric acid in my nostrils.
The actual experience report:
I started feeling more and more tired, not exactly in an unpleasant way to be honest, but I still had to watch the baby so I was really obliged to stay awake! When my friend called back it was really hard to form words. Pretty much what I have seen from my work with Mb Parkinson patients. The words where all there in my mind, it just took a lot of effort for my muscles to form them.
I also started feeling quite wobbly all throughout my body, again not exactly unpleasant if I hadn't have had to watch the baby.
I put the baby in it's crib and laid down beside her bed in hopes to have her fall asleep soon. Sleep came pretty easy to me, but I was awoken several times by the baby's crying, so I forced myself up into the kitchen (again, a LOT of effort was needed to initialize my movement) to fix her some food. When I got up I almost blacked out, but managed to get back down in time, held onto the bed and then got up slowly. I associate this with the drug intake as well, since my bp is usually pretty stable and I don't just blackout upon standing up.
I fed her while she was still in bed in order to avoid doing some stupid shit (heard too many stories like that from benzo abusers). She eventually came to sleep and so did I on the floor beneath her bed until my partner came home and woke me up. It was about 9:30pm by then and I went straight to bed, slept for another ten hours and can't say I feel that bad today. Still slightly tired, but nothing that will be a major impairment for the photoshoot.
I've always wanted to try a dopamine antagonist for the hell of it, but always knew it'd suck big donkey balls. So I finally got aorund to it and additionally experienced the pleasure of serotonin-, adrenergic-, acetylcholine- AND histamine receptor antagonism! One helluva time indeed.
God this drug sucks for recreational purposes.On a side note: I talked with another friend who told me he once took 3 of those 200mg XR tabs intentionally (without ANY history of either psychosis or intake of neuroleptics) and it "wasn't that bad"... He's the definition of polytoxicomania though and it's miraculous he's still alive really.
Peace and keep your shit labelled!!!!
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