Just wanted to share my latest DXM experience

[sarah_sweetie77]

March 11, 2003 2:30AM

This was a very different experience. It almost felt like I was on a totally different drug. I can’t remember much about it but I will just write down what I have been slowly recalling in the 6 days since we did it. (I should also say that I only had 4 hours of sleep the night before when I am used to about 10.)
- Me and my boyfriend did the Agent Lemon Extraction Process and I put 10 oz. of cough syrup into it just for me. I can’t tell you exactly how much DXM I had because we messed it up somewhat and burnt some of it. We then put it in gelcaps (around 20?). I took a lot of pills but they weren’t all completely full because are product was very thick and hard to get in the capsules. When we finally got done swallowing them it was 2:30AM.
- I think at about 3:40AM we were pretty much just feeling really tired so we decided to go lay down and thought we wouldn’t be getting much at all because we must have burnt up a lot of the DXM. My boyfriend goes to the bathroom and pukes. I do remember I had some slight tracers from LCD lights like on the VCR.
- It’s really hard to remember stuff after this. Things very slowly started to kick in. I peaked around 5:30AM.
I can’t remember anything in order at all so I am just going to list what I can remember happening.
- My perception was completely fucked.
- Everything was bright. Kind of like a grayish white. We both could actually see everything in the room even though it was pitch black.
- Cigarettes can be fun. My boyfriend was moving his cigarette all around in the darkness like a sparkler and the cherry was just so bright. He always had it going around and moving in all different ways. It looked like an orange “O” in the middle of darkness just contorting into different sizes and shapes.
- One of the times that we smoked just a little dope (the last time we did when I was the most fucked up) I noticed that I couldn’t feel my hits at all. It was like my lungs and trachea were numb. It was like I could take huge hits.
- I rambled about stupid things. My boyfriend must have throw his up or something because he wasn’t anywhere near where I was. He said it got to a point where it was like when your sober around a bunch of drunk people and you just thing they are saying the dumbest stuff.
- I remember rambling about “entering the 7 o’ clock hour” and how weird it was.
- Thoughts came and went very fast. I could only hold onto a thought for about 4 seconds before it was lost forver.
- I would try as hard as I could to remember what I had just said or thought.
- Sometimes it was as if I had forgotten how to think. And maybe I was trying to think about how to think. Lol… does that make sense?
- I felt psychotic for awhile during the trip.
- Nothing mattered to me. I kept saying “I don’t care” about stuff. I didn’t have a care in the world because nothing at all mattered to me.
- I had gigantic pupils that were very noticeable even from across a room.
- Some double vision, on and off
- Lighters that are all of a sudden lit in front of your face while you are in the dark are very scary. My boyfriend did this to me 3 times I think and everytime absolutely Terrified me!!! I can’t even explain how terrified I was.
- Trying to focus on something was impossible.
- I felt very very stupid/gone/lost, like I knew nothing at all, which at the time I really didn’t know hardly anything.
- All time halted for a glass of water. I was in the middle of saying something when my boyfriend asked me if I wanted a drink of water and I just stopped and had to think about it because it was like he just made it sound Sooo good. And we both said that it was as if the whole world stopped for that moment.
Now the sun had been up for awhile, it was probably about 8 something in the morning. My boyfriend was now feeling pretty normal but I was still trippin’! He wanted some eggs so we went out to the living room and I layed down on the couch. It was REALLY REALLY bright out here. My mom was up and about and she was knew that we were doing that night. She was telling me something about donating to a breast cancer fund and she got this little pink bear named “carol” for doing it. She decided she wanted to mess with me so she brought it closer and closer to my face saying it was going to give me a kiss. I guess I got a scared look and was trying to push my head into my pillow to get away from this bear and I let out a little scream. My mom noticed that I was scared and decided she better stop.
After eating some eggs I felt different, maybe I was beginning my come down. But I was supposed to have a job interview at 10:30. I had been thinking about the interview throughout the trip. I kept saying things like “what am I doing? I have an interview in a few hours. What am I going to do?” and stuff like that. It was finally obvious that I was going to be too fucked up to go (and I was really desperate for a job) so I had to try and call to reschedule at 9:30. A guy answered and I asked for the manager although I didn’t get it out right and I didn’t even understand what I said. He asked me “Who?” and I said it again kind of slowly. When the manager got on she already sounded like she was having a bad day and I started to explain that I couldn’t make it and I wondered if I could reschedule but it came out all messed up sounding and I had some weird pauses. She got all rude with me and pretty much told me I couldn’t reschedule, GOOBYE! And hung up. This about made me want to cry at this point for some reason.
When I went back to my room it looked like my boyfriend was ready to get some sleep and after my phone call I was ready for my trip to end so I decided to try and fall asleep. It was hard to fall asleep because it felt like my body was kind of pumped and I was still having closed eye visuals but I eventually fell asleep.
I woke up a few hours later with a terrible headache. I couldn’t stand it, it hurt so bad. I took some pills and layed back down. I still felt very confused and disoriented but I had definitely come down from where I was before. I remember thinking that my mind felt violated like it had been raped. But in a good way. I fell back to sleep for a few minutes and then woke up with a headache still but not as bad. It was about 3 in the afternoon, I went out in the living room and just sat in a recliner, thinking about what the hell had happened to me, nothing was on, no tv…. Nothing, it was quiet and so was my head. I was calm. In a reflection kind of stage. I sat there for about 30 minutes like that and noticed my headache had went away. I then went back to bed for another hour I think.
It was a crazy night. All I can usually say about it is I was so lost or so gone or I don’t know what happened to me that night. But I know I liked it. It was a very different experience.

I have no idea what plateau I hit that night... it was so weird.

[smokin&tokin]

weird.....

[ubik]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH that part where the pink bear came close was so funny!!! I'm bursting to try that stuff. Sounds like you had a very very weird time.

[sarah_sweetie77]

yea... it was a real fun time. i can't wanit to do it again. my next time i am going to do some dexalone's with a friend of mine.

[Krypto]

Seems like you had to go through alot of work to try and make the pills.....I usually just drink half a bottle of robitussin......Or take 8 coricidin.....That works but I dont do it anymore now because that shit gets dumb....I really dont like feeling I have no control over myself....But if you REALLY wanna wig out hard...Rent pink floyd and watch it while on dxm....That shit gets so weird and fucked up. I remember watching it and just like crying for no reason saying I missed Japan.....Lol even tho I've never been nor have any relations with it..I think I might do it this weekend.

[sensimil]

Originally posted by sarah_sweetie77
- Sometimes it was as if I had forgotten how to think. And maybe I was trying to think about how to think. Lol… does that make sense?
- I felt psychotic for awhile during the trip.
- Nothing mattered to me. I kept saying “I don’t care” about stuff. I didn’t have a care in the world because nothing at all mattered to me.
- - I felt very very stupid/gone/lost, like I knew nothing at all, which at the time I really didn’t know hardly anything.
- All time halted for a glass of water. I was in the middle of saying something when my boyfriend asked me if I wanted a drink of water and I just stopped and had to think about it because it was like he just made it sound Sooo good. And we both said that it was as if the whole world stopped for that moment.
throughout the trip. I kept saying things like “what am I doing? I have an interview in a few hours. What am I going to do?” and stuff like that. It was finally obvious that I was going to be too fucked up to go (and I was really desperate for a job) so I had to try and call to reschedule at 9:30. A guy answered and I asked for the manager although I didn’t get it out right and I didn’t even understand what I said. He asked me “Who?” and I said it again kind of slowly. When the manager got on she already sounded like she was having a bad day and I started to explain that I couldn’t make it and I wondered if I could reschedule but it came out all messed up sounding and I had some weird pauses. She got all rude with me and pretty much told me I couldn’t reschedule, GOOBYE! And hung up. This about made me want to cry at this point for some reason.

It was a crazy night. All I can usually say about it is I was so lost or so gone or I don’t know what happened to me that night. But I know I liked it. It was a very different experience.

I have no idea what plateau I hit that night... it was so weird.

well it sounds like you had a more intese trip than youve had before or what you thought you were going to have...
I remember these kinds of trips, so disassociated from body and mind, I got second thoughts from triping in this way cause my mind took over to strong and I could convience myself (thought too much) that I needed to "think about how to think" and thought I did permanent damage. Id get myself caught in mindless paranoia..only on the higher plateaus though..
it sounds like such a high trip cause how you didnt care, couldnt care, didnt matter about anything. you cant at a certain point Ive noticed..and the very dumb feeling can be amusing at times, lol, nothing matters except that lighter flame (or chasing xmas lights always got me for hours and hours on end) and oh! how the world will stop for a simple glass of water! lol
and Ill tell you what, sarah, you made me think of me, exactly something I would do..lol, really mad me laugh (sorry bout the job thing, but I know how that situation feels) Ive done that *same* exact thing! not being able to talk, having to talk to a boss, or someone about something important over the phone, wondering as your talking if your making enough sense to get your point across..and the odd pauses..hopefully youll find another job if you couldnt smooth things over with this one

you were lost, gone, different experience, crazy night. sounds like you had a good trip all in all..Id be more watchful over how much your taking to keep track of the level you ingest..itsounds like you hit higher than youve done before..just so you know anyway, I was always keeping track and curious as to what I could hit next..
anyway, good story well written..I usually pass up reading all the stories cause they are hard to read, understand, but I liked yours for sure! lol, and I could relate too