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New Boy-howdy! Them’s some drugs!
So, about a decade ago was the first time I had a camera intrude where the moon don’t shine (a “sigmoidoscopy”), and on that occasion the procedure was undertaken sans pharmaceutical mediation (I hyperventilated a lot). Since yesterday’s reconnaissance was considerably more exhaustive, a video survey in 5K ultra hi-def, I was doped up for the main event—not general anæsthesia, but it might as well have been, since the cocktail, administered via a drip, consisted of a mixture of fentanyl and some cunning chemical that interfered with short-term memory formation.

I was planning, in the spirit of disinterested scientific inquiry, to monitor myself for the onset of effects. The four women in attendance were engaged in both professional and casual workplace chatter, and I registered no discontinuity in this all the way to the point at which, registering a measure of sensation and discomfort in the precincts under study, I spoke up to ask that they either up the dosage or hold off on advancing upstream until the painkiller kicked in completely. “Ho, ho,” they replied. We’re just finishing up.”

The attending physician advised me that some polyps had been excised, and that while the lab would have the final word in a week or so, these resembled the vanilla kind (the spectrum apparently goes something like: nothing to worry about; need to keep on eye on these; definitely precancerous; holy shit, cancer in progress).

Anyway, I’m happy to have all this, er, behind me, and where can I score s’more of that happy juice?

New I don't understand the value of drugs that you don't remember the trip

New Re: I don't understand the value of drugs that you don't remember the trip
Couple of things. The first and most obvious is that if the procedure was too grueling for an unmediated consciousness to endure gracefully, why would anyone want to remember it?

Second, back in the day—I’m talking half a century ago—I occasionally took Too Much LSD, and these episodes involved shattering metaphysical encounters (and I had not hitherto been of anything like such a turn of mind), “tuning in to Channel G,” as one associate later described it, of which I can remember few specifics, but can recall thinking(?) at the time “I cannot live with this knowledge. It would be too much to bear.” So there’s that.

(For those of you who haven’t essayed this particular flavor of youthful experimentation, Too Much LSD is to a normal dose as a liter of gin is to a couple of martinis. Makes for a very different experience in each instance. I did TMLSD perhaps half a dozen times between 1969 and 1972, and one interesting element of the episodes was that at the peaks, the subjective intervals between these seemed to disappear, so that, say, in June of 1972 the various “trips” going back October 1969 were recalled/experienced as an unbroken continuum of eight to ten hours. I have a feeling that were I to essay a like dosage today, I would re-experience that same immediacy. Least among the several hundred reasons I wouldn’t contemplate such a course is that I haven’t the slightest idea how I might come by the drug.)

New For a medical procedure, sure
But recreational use of something that wipes your memory of the event ... I've seen and read stories that considered exactly this. Would you choose to experience the most amazing day of your life if you weren't able to remember it? I don't know.

New Depends
Would you choose to experience the most amazing* day of your life if you weren't able to remember it?
How’s this: in the space of twenty-four hours I purchase, sign and, in the company of my spouse, submit to the relevant office the winning UltraMegaZillions lottery ticket. Afterward, I would never be able to relive the thrill of the moment I first learned that I was wealthy as Croesus. However, I’d still be able to purchase lots of goods and services that between them would serve in some measure to assuage the loss of that exquisite episode as experienced. So yeah, I’d take that admittedly implausible hypothetical.


*My scenario would certainly count as the most “amazing” day of the approximately 25K of these passed to date. You didn’t say “happiest” or any of a raft of other possible adjectives.
New This is sounding like you really enjoy narcotics and you didn't realize that in the past
Remember, I'm a state labeled addict. I've gone through drug court so my life is always subject to analysis.

So basically you're saying you've experienced these high-end drugs and found that they provide you comfort. I had the same procedure you had done while I was on drug court so I had to get them to list every medication they put in my body. Then I did a deep analysis of everything because most of them could have just sent me back to jail if my probation officer did not like me that week. It was some high tense situation where I had to tell the anesthesiologist that he wasn't allowed to give me certain drugs and he told me to f*** off he'll do anything he damn well pleases and when I was done I had to go tell my probation officer that I had just done fentanyl.
New Well, I’ve had two doses of happy juice now
…first time when they reamed out the cardiac plumbing five years ago, and now for this. I would say “impressed” rather than “enjoyed,” since as drook has observed, the high itself, experienced in real time, was prevented from reaching the memory registers.

Should I ever have occasion to “do” fentanyl again, I’d like the dosage and delivery to be overseen in a clinical setting by someone who does this for a living and has a credential to prove it, because I seem to recall reading of some high-profile suboptimal results when it’s been administered or self-administered by amateurs.

New Well no s***. Euphoria that can kill you.
Every time I've ever had a state-sponsored shot that I enjoyed I realized that if I attempted to do this on my own it could kill me. There was a time when I had a dislocated shoulder. They gave me drugs that allowed me not to freak out when they shoved my shoulder back in. Then I asked them if I could have a cigarette. They said have your cigarette here. While I was smoking my cigarette I made annoying comments to people walking in. I was inappropriate. So the emergency room personnel shot me up with a narcotics antagonist to make me less of an a******. My pain level shot up but I knew it was no longer commenting on the people as they walked into the emergency room. It worked out for everyone except me. That moment sucked.
New perhaps those who choose that method of recreation is to escape the horror of the present
and really dont want to remember the good times while high, just remember the now wasnt there.
"Science is the belief in the ignorance of the experts" – Richard Feynman
New M wants to travel to CA.
She wants to see the ocean. We grew up in Jersey / Philly so we know how close an ocean is.

So I have a road trip in my future. Would you like to do the correct dose?

Give me some type of email even if I have to figure it out.
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     Aw, crap - (rcareaga) - (24)
         It's a shitty job, but somebody's gotta do it... - (InThane)
         They need the drugs for the prep - (malraux) - (1)
             I saw what you did there. -NT - (rcareaga)
         at least you will have personal proof that there isnt 50lbs of rancid fat in yer colon -NT - (boxley)
         Good title - (crazy)
         Best of luck - (pwhysall) - (1)
             With a pencil?? - (rcareaga)
         :-( Good luck!! -NT - (Another Scott)
         Boy-howdy! Them’s some drugs! - (rcareaga) - (9)
             I don't understand the value of drugs that you don't remember the trip -NT - (drook) - (8)
                 Re: I don't understand the value of drugs that you don't remember the trip - (rcareaga) - (7)
                     For a medical procedure, sure - (drook) - (5)
                         Depends - (rcareaga) - (3)
                             This is sounding like you really enjoy narcotics and you didn't realize that in the past - (crazy) - (2)
                                 Well, I’ve had two doses of happy juice now - (rcareaga) - (1)
                                     Well no s***. Euphoria that can kill you. - (crazy)
                         perhaps those who choose that method of recreation is to escape the horror of the present - (boxley)
                     M wants to travel to CA. - (crazy)
         All’s well that ends well - (rcareaga) - (3)
             Woot! Working plumbing is very important!! -NT - (Another Scott)
             All’s well when the end's well -NT - (drook)
             And, you're apparently well-ended! - (malraux)
         Synchronicity - (drook) - (1)
             :)! -NT - (a6l6e6x)

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