DOSE:	5 tablets	oral	Pharms - Propoxyphene	(pill / tablet)
	6 oz	oral	DXM	(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

170 lb

On the night of July 20th, I had decided to take 5 pills of Propoxyphene with APAP. The pills have the numbers 93-490 written on one side and nothing on the other. I had just been recently hooked up with about 20 of these and I already had gave them a test run. On July 18th, I had taken 5 as well, along with 3 shots of NyQuil. But on July 20th, I wanted to experience that wonderful feeling again, but this time I had drank the entire 6 fl oz bottle of NyQuil after I had taken the pills.

The night had been pretty nice. I stayed in cos I knew I wouldn’t be able to drive. I had experienced feeling of warm comfort, drowsiness, and dizziness. It was fun. I wanted to stay awake for as long as I could to enjoy the ride. I had been in a chatroom that night as the effects came on… typing got kind of difficult and I had trouble with reasoning.

But this wasn’t the reason why I wrote this report. Here it is: THE HANGOVER. The day after I had woken up to a mind that felt like it had been fried while still inside of my skull. I had dry mouth and my t-shirt was covered in sweat. My skin felt like I had been pumped full of Novocain. I wasn’t paranoid about the fact that I might never recover from this state though. Usually that’s what I go through, but not this time. I was calm and cool and just wanted to get better. I wasn’t really tired, just fatigued… but there was no way I was going back to bed. I had this sick feeling that I might not wake up again. But after I took a shower, I sat down and passed out for about 3 hours. For the rest of the day, I felt as if my head was being squeezed tight. I had trouble maintaining balance and it was even difficult to eat. Every time I had a hick up, my heart would ache and I’d feel as if I was going to have a heart attack. My whole body shook like I was a 70 year old man. I couldn’t keep my hands still and I couldn’t focus on my thoughts. Throughout the whole day, I had the thought of suicide in the back of my head. I was thinking that if I wasn’t going to recover that I would just simply kill myself so that my family wouldn’t have to deal with me as a vegetable.

It wasn’t that scary. I don’t have a problem with death, and I will definitely do it again. Although next time, it will be worse… it always is.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8280
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Oct 22, 2020	Views: 919
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