It really hit me hard. 20 minutes after administration, I went to tell my gf that I would be listening to music and let me know if I was playing it too loud, but I realized I was slurring the fuck out of my words. She came to talk not long later (I hadn't clicked "play" on th music yet), and I was reallllly slurring, knowing it was going to be much stronger than she had seen previously (she's laughed at how fucked up I've gotten on ketamine), so I told her to be aware I was going to be really fucked up that night on a disassoc.
And then I don't remember. My gf said she heard a "thud" like I had fallen down. I have a scab on one elbow and bruise on the other (at least I was smart enough to not land on my wrists).
I do remember her appearing in front of me. But it's just a memory of a dream. I remember her being nice, that's about it. She said I would respond to her questions, but not in a way that she could understand (a couple words, too slurred to make out). I couldn't get up. Estimate this lasted 1/2 hour to 2 hours.
gf spent a lot of time with me which really made me happy. Lots of conversation, though she tells me it was frustrating for her (short answers, slurred speech). We agreed to watch some episodes of The Walking Dead (downloaded to my file server).
But I couldn't figure out how to connect to the file share (though I've done it 1,000,000 times). I think I spent an hour before I figured it out.
After (and maybe during) that, I remember everything fairly clearly. We watched two episodes, I talked to her about them after I was sober, I think I remember them as well as any other episode. Remember her making a joke about the characters wanting a threesome in one scene (and me calmly explaining to her that it was really funny though I was too disassoc to immediately laugh), remember making a joke about a bad male character doing 4-meo-pcp (which she didn't like), I don't think there's anything significant that I missed, unlike the on-the-floor part, which I don't really remember at all. I remember explaining 4-meo-pcp to her, explaining to her that it was more like ketamine than pcp, that it lasted 10 hours. She really didn't like how unbalanced I was. I tried to explain to her that I was self-aware about my lack of balance, and would cling to the railings walking up/down the stairs, but she didn't believe me. Took me a while to convince her to get me a beer (only threat I had was that I was going to walk down the stairs to get it myself).
Much more lucid by 5 hours or so after administration. I started talking on IRC/bluelight 8 or 9 hours after administration. You can look at my earlier posts to see that I was not "out of it" anymore. I had tons of energy. Just listened to music, smoked pot, and drank beer. There was supposed to be a blizzard that night (which is why I dosed myself), but it was all freezing rain, so I had to stay inside. I really enjoyed myself though.
Still tons of energy 16 hours after administration. Went outside and scraped/shovelled the ice around the sidewalk for a good couple hours (WATCH OUT COPS THATS THE PCP ENERGY). Smoked a big joint after all that effort, I guess 22 hours after dose?
Oh boy when I went inside and laid down I was hallucinating like crazy. The pot had to have made a difference. Closing my eyes was a kaleidoscope, almost unsettlingly so, couldn't stay laid down. But I was OK a half hour or so after smoking the joint, slept for about an hour.
Woke up hungry, went downstairs to eat, talked to gf for hours about politics, racism, drugs, everything and anything important (she did like this conversation, unlike earlier ones where I couldn't communicate well). Eventually couldn't stay upright anymore.
Not much else to say. The 20mg diazepam and a beer came shortly later. I did end up falling asleep an hour and a half or so after that. Have had a couple good nights' sleep since then, about to get another one.
