alarminglynefarious
Ex-Bluelighter
THIS IS WHY FENTANYL IS A STUPID DRUG TO ABUSE; HERE IS AN EXAMPLE OF HOW SMALL THE DOSING RANGE IS.
I had no idea that my opiate tolerance was so different than that of others til last night. I should have done the first bump.
This was some left over Fentanyl just some crumbs not weighed or measured yes completely stupid but there was narcan on deck and everyone in that room - all three of us were hell bent on getting our nod on. I know all about volumetric dosing i generally would be giving that advice and try to follow it. You don't need to drop it here because yes railing crumbs of Fentanyl is stupid, yes there are a a thousand things that can go wrong, but that's what happened, and i think a lot of those here on a pinch would eyeball - at least those with a tolerance and experience managing opioid ODs without panicking and running around like a chicken with its head cut off. This was all still stupid. It was hubris and it could have gone much worse.
Female friend lets call her Lamb went first - it was her apartment, her leftover crumbs, her treat hell even her Narcan, in retrospect i should have made her let me go first because we do have that level of trust and friendship she'd know it wasn't greed but in the moment i was on choch and just wanted her to be happy... Lamb does her bump and sits back, i do my share and start waiting for the come up and finally my boy Jose does the same. It's as Jose starts doing his bump i see that Lambs not just nodding her lips are turning blue... I yelled for Jose to get Lamb in the right position just in case she puked (im a weak guy and Lamb's a thick girl - especially as dead weight.) I hit her with the intranasal from one kit and load a syringe with naloxone praying that we don't have to go that far i tell Jose to make sure she's breathing keep her somewhat with us moaning whatever force her eyes open as i run to the kitchen to get ice which of course there is none so i cover Lamb's chest with frozen carrots and massage her until she starts moaning...
Now i notice Jose ain't moving. FUCK. Luckily his big ass knew to get in the right position cuz there was no way i coulda moved him and thank god we had multiple kits THANK GOD one nasal spray each did the job for both of them (eventually,) with chest massages and a lot of attention.
It scares the shit out of me that this entire time i was completely lucid and quote "moving like a nurse or something at least dog"
There was absolutely no difference besides the tolerance at play here. I'm not a big guy. It's been a good year since i've done smack or fent, i dabble in opioids but once every couple months it seems...
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? Is my tolerance that much higher than normal people despite the fact that i'm not an addict anymore?
I had no idea that my opiate tolerance was so different than that of others til last night. I should have done the first bump.
This was some left over Fentanyl just some crumbs not weighed or measured yes completely stupid but there was narcan on deck and everyone in that room - all three of us were hell bent on getting our nod on. I know all about volumetric dosing i generally would be giving that advice and try to follow it. You don't need to drop it here because yes railing crumbs of Fentanyl is stupid, yes there are a a thousand things that can go wrong, but that's what happened, and i think a lot of those here on a pinch would eyeball - at least those with a tolerance and experience managing opioid ODs without panicking and running around like a chicken with its head cut off. This was all still stupid. It was hubris and it could have gone much worse.
Female friend lets call her Lamb went first - it was her apartment, her leftover crumbs, her treat hell even her Narcan, in retrospect i should have made her let me go first because we do have that level of trust and friendship she'd know it wasn't greed but in the moment i was on choch and just wanted her to be happy... Lamb does her bump and sits back, i do my share and start waiting for the come up and finally my boy Jose does the same. It's as Jose starts doing his bump i see that Lambs not just nodding her lips are turning blue... I yelled for Jose to get Lamb in the right position just in case she puked (im a weak guy and Lamb's a thick girl - especially as dead weight.) I hit her with the intranasal from one kit and load a syringe with naloxone praying that we don't have to go that far i tell Jose to make sure she's breathing keep her somewhat with us moaning whatever force her eyes open as i run to the kitchen to get ice which of course there is none so i cover Lamb's chest with frozen carrots and massage her until she starts moaning...
Now i notice Jose ain't moving. FUCK. Luckily his big ass knew to get in the right position cuz there was no way i coulda moved him and thank god we had multiple kits THANK GOD one nasal spray each did the job for both of them (eventually,) with chest massages and a lot of attention.
It scares the shit out of me that this entire time i was completely lucid and quote "moving like a nurse or something at least dog"
There was absolutely no difference besides the tolerance at play here. I'm not a big guy. It's been a good year since i've done smack or fent, i dabble in opioids but once every couple months it seems...
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? Is my tolerance that much higher than normal people despite the fact that i'm not an addict anymore?
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