Hmmmm. My illicit/illegal drug history is pretty lame, I guess. Smoked pot/hash (and ate some brownies) maybe two dozen times between ages 19 and, oh, 35? Actually, if pot were legal, I’d still indulge occasionally.
I tried coke once, on my 21st birthday. I don’t really like the “speedy” stuff, so I wasn’t that impressed.
Did acid once, but not by choice. Someone slipped it into my drink. Do Not ever do this to a “friend” thinking it’s funny, or that they’ll thank you for it later. Talk about freakin’ out!
Narcotics/opiates, been using them for years (only by prescription, my kidneys suck), but even though I have legitimate reasons for using them, I can’t say I don’t enjoy the side-effect. In fact, I hallucinated once under the influence of 8mg of IV morphine, and enjoyed the hallucination immensely (I’ve had IV morphine plenty of times, but only that one hallucination from it), and it’s probably a good thing that I won’t seek drugs illegally or shoot myself up with anything, because the rush immediately following 2mg of IV Dilaudid is hard to beat! (Oddly, oral Dilaudid does little or nothing for me). My fave oral narcotic/opi has to be Percocet. Again, I only take it as prescribed and when necessary (well, as-prescribed with one exception, which I’ll get to in a minute), but like the buzz that comes along with it. Lorcet doesn’t suck, either. Darvocet is a very helpful pain reliever, but I’ve developed such a tolerance over the years that I don’t really get any notable kind of a buzz out of it.
Best trip: probably my first experience with IV Dilaudid. Up 'til that point, they ER had only given my IV morphine for kidney stones. One day, I was in the ER (again!) with a stone, and a nurse came in with a syringe (I always breathe a sigh of relief when I see the syringe; it means relief is on it’s way!) and I asked what it was and she said “Dilaudid; have you ever had it before?” I said no, and she put the syringe in my IV. I swear I trashed within 10 seconds! I asked the nurse if it always comes on that fast, and she said usually it does!
Worst trip: the unintentional acid. I discovered myself in a penny arcade (well, they were a dime by then, but still. . .) on the boardwalk in Ocean City, having no clue what the hell was happening to me. The “friend” who slipped it into my Coke laughed about it the next day, but I barely spoke to her after that.
Now, for the one time I intentionally took way too much Percocet: Woke up about 2AM with screaming kidney pain. I had some 7.5mg Percocet’s my urologist had given me to keep at home. He said that if the pain was extreme, I could take two. The pain was extreme and I took two. An hour later, nothing, I was still writhing on the bed, in agony. I told my hubby to get me another 15mg. He said “You’ve already maxed out your dose; another dose could kill you” and I said “I don’t really care at this point”. Well, it didn’t kill me, but it still didn’t help the pain. (Just as a point of reference, 10mg usually puts me in la-la land), so I ended up in the ER, begging for IV drugs.
I’ve had lots of stones. For some reason, though they all hurt like a bitch, some are worse than others. That one was really, really bad.
