Postmortem on last night...
Grabbed 150mg pregabalin and 3mg lorazepam before heading to a friend's for drinks. I'm inexperienced with pregabs and had one really messy experience, so I decided to keep the dose low. After four glasses of wine I was zonked out, with literal immobilizing waves of euphoria every few minutes. Nobody noticed! Perhaps thankfully, there were three of us and only two bottles of wine, so I couldn't have any more, even if I'd been able to hold a glass up. Like my post that titled my thread, though, the real realization that I was fucked to bits came when I tried to stand up for the loo. Once I'd conquered getting off the sofa - my body felt very heavy - I staggered out of the room and staggered back in again. Soon after came insane munchies. I ate three mini kit-kats and two yoghurts, and would have probably eaten more were it not for my other friend getting angry with me for being a bad guest (the friend whose house it was said his snack food was free to take, but I now agree with friend 2 that I shouldn't have exploited that).
I didn't have a hangover in the classic sense, but I was still somewhat fucked with the pregabalin when I woke up, except without the fun. Just floppy and groggy. Was going to go out to see a friend, but my father didn't want me going outside in that state. So I'm stuck inside for the day, learning the error of my ways.
looks about 150mg? who knows its going down
