The good ol' days. Tell me about your past drug use.

So I thought it would be a good topic to talk about your past drug use like when you first started using opes or whatever and how much you used per day to get you to your happy place hehe. Also what kinda got you going was it the drug feelin or an ailment that caused you to continue?

With me I remember in high school that I used norcs and darvocet(haha remember those??) for injuries that occurred and never really cared much for them to be honest. Me and a friend took like 4 darvocet pink pills and couldn't feel shit or move it was crazy we had such a low tolerance. Years later I started working and a dude at my work gave me some norc 10/325s and I took like 2 a day and that was it I was good. All I needed was 2 a day every so often or maybe twice a week and I was happy. I guess as story goes that 2 a day now and then grows in to 4 or 6 a day every other day and then I was taking them everyday. Now I'm taking percs daily and that's where I'm at. So share your story of how you started, why you started and your initial doses that were so small that you look back and think damn if only it took that much now lol

 

I started back in highschool. Friend gave me a shaving off one of the original OC 80's at a party. I was instantly in love. A few times a week slowly progressed to where I was getting 60 60mg OCs ( at that time I was getting 60's for $20) fronted a week and would sell enough to get high for three to four days straight. This lasted for a long period of time 1-2 years until I got busted with a group of friends on our senior trip.

Ended up on probation for a couple years and got on suboxone. I took a while to get off suboxone, now I dabble very seldomly, due to supply and cost reasons as well as the ever present fear of falling down the rabbit hole again.

 

My mom broke her ribs when i was 18 and she would say how dizzy percocets would make her. So i wanted to find out so i took one. It was like taking an asprin. Wasnt worth the risk of her finding out i took it and there was really no risk. FFW 9 years when i broke my leg and i was given them for the pain. Well suddenly i noticed the effect. I loved how my head felt but hated how my stomach felt. At first when i had afull meal my stomach was ok with them but the last couple times i had them (mostly for dental pain) i ate a full meal and it still upset my stomach. I am not much a fan of the pills and threw a few dozen in for free on a deal i made for a bag of weed.

 

This reminds me a lot of a past thread but I can not put my finger on it. I will respond in the morning though with my stories

 

Pens, I think most of us at some point crossed the path you mention where our minds find the euphoria but our stomachs find the grief. Most often its associated with taking more than our body is ready for, but for some like yourself, who had enough pain to normally suppress that, you ended up feeling it any way.

 

i wish i knew (could get) what they gave me in the hospital when i was there for kidney stones.
i had bad pains and once that drip kicked in there was no pain no grogginess, no nothing. i felt just as if i was laying down on a bed on any normal day. now that clearly is no fun for recreational drugs but god damn that was nice when i had some pain and had to drive home later that night.

 

Maybe morphine. That's usually what the hospitals give for pain via iv as well as the medics out on the field if you were to be picked up by the ambulance. I hear that stuff if legit by iv but if you take it by mouth (which I've tried) you definitely do not get the same effect. I didn't realize that they (in some cases) give out morphine for chest pain patients. I guess it's to relax them maybe ease the pain as usually vasodilators and blood thinners are used.

 

A complete history would have to include when I was 5 and had my tonsils taken out, and stayed in the hospital overnight, during which time they periodically gave me some nasty tasting liquid to drink. As I recall, it gave me kind of a dreamy, floaty feeling which I didn't have much time to enjoy because it put me out. I have no idea what it was. My first definite opiate experience was during Navy boot camp when I had 4 wisdom teeth taken out, and was given a 2 day supply of Tylenol 3 and a day off, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Over the next 10 years or so I had a couple more Tylenol 3 experiences after tooth extractions, but that's about it.

Then in the winter of '91 I broke a couple ribs while trying to push my car out of a snow bank. My family doctor at the time was an old country doctor who was cheap, charging $20 per visit. He was also somewhat loose with the prescription pad. He wrote me a script for 90 T3's, with 2 monthly refills. That was about the time I really started liking the stuff. They made me puke at first, but I got over that. About a year later the gout started. I'd been having ankle problems for awhile, but when the gout set in it turned ankle sprains into 2 month-long nightmares. This was before I started getting my medical care at the VA. So my family doctor put me on Indomethacin and Hydrocodone during the gout attacks. For anyone who's never heard of it, Indomethacin is one of the most powerful NSAID's on the market, and it will get you high just by itself.

Then in 2000 I hurt my back at work, and had an MRI which revealed 4 smashed discs with nerve root compression, and I was told I had degenerative disc disease. They first tried Vioxx, which didn't work, then Tramadol which didn't work, then finally Hydrocodone. I had a spinal fusion in Feb. '01, and in the hospital for I believe 2-3 days I was on a Morphine pump which helped, but not enough. Then after a week in the hospital I was sent home with a prescription for 10mg Oxy for a month, then Hydrocodone for 3 months, then Darvocet for 2 months, then nothing. After that I was able to get 50mg Codeine online for a few months, but was finally shut down when I got a very polite warning letter from Customs.

I didn't have any street connections for opiates, so I suffered for about a year until in '03 I finally convinced my VA doctor to put me on Hydrocodone, which I've been on ever since. I started at 5mg 4 times per day, and now it's 10mg 5 times per day. I also made some other connections, so I've done Oxy in various dosages, from 5-80mg, Morphine and Methadone. I told my doc a year ago that my tolerance to Hydrocodone has increased and I'm running out early every month, so he added 50mg Tramadol, which doesn't do much for the pain, but it prevents wd's when I run out early, keeping me from having to buy from other people, which can cost a shitload of money. So that's my story.

 

I first tried opiates when I was 14 or 15. My friends grandma had a huge fucking supply of generic codeine+acetaminophen pills. I remember taking 4, smoking a couple of bowls and then walking through the parking lot with such a surging feeling of euphoria and awesomeness. This friend of mine was really into opiates and he would tell me about the various types of pills and syrups out there. Throughout high school I occasionally took codeine (it eventually got boring), hydrocodone syrup, morphine (only once).

In grade 11 I came into two incredible sources. One of my friends dad had an enormous supply of 20mg oxycodone pills (no accp) and he would sell me 50+ pills for like $30. I was seeing a girl at the time who didn't approve of my drug use so I restrained myself which was probably for the best. Another one of my friends had a prescription for hydromorphone. I told him about the magic and wonders of the pills he had and he was curious enough to try it. We spent the rest of the year doing them in class, even turning some of our other friends onto it. He was always happy to share and never asked for any money.

When I graduated from high school and went off to college I really didn't come across any opiates for a while. None of the people at college even heard of oxycodone or knew what opiates were. Which was fine, alcohol and weed filled up the void pretty easily. In my third year I got back in touch with my original opiate friend. He had scored a reliable contact for dope. Initially I was hesitant, I mean this was big bad heroin, the evil shit of all those anti-drug ads. Of course I tried it and fucking loved it. I've been using it on and off for about a year now although its gotten kind of boring (I don't iv so that might be why).

Looking back, I wish I was able to take just a couple hundred mg of codeine and feel like I did on the euphoric summer day all those years ago. We all grow up and so does are relationship with drugs. What once felt great soon feels familiar, and what feels familiar soon feels boring and worthless.

 

Sorry to hear about your pain man. I have experienced gout before and it's no joke sharp ass aching pain that doesn't go away with anything except a toradol shot in the bum lol. Anyways I didn't realize indomethacin was capable of getting you buzzed. Please tell me more cuz I thought it didnt do that and just helped with inflammation.

 

I've done everything you can name except mescaline plus slot of shit you can't and probably can't pronounce.

Do I need to say more LOL? I'm a fuckin druggie!

 

I'll tell you about the dumbest "opiate" experience I ever had. It was back in late 2010, and it was dumb on several different levels. I would call it a cautionary tale, except that most people aren't as dumb as I was on that particular night. First off, my Hydrocodone script had run out 2 days prior, and I was hurting. My usual connection didn't have anything, but he called around for me and finally found a guy who said he had some 5/500's for $2 apiece, so I said cool, I'll take 20. A meeting was arranged at a convenience store in a shitty part of town. I drove over there and parked in front at the appointed time. A few minutes later the dude shows up and gets in my car. He's acting fidgety, but so am I, being in my 3rd day of wd's. I just want to make the deal and get out of there. So the dude starts counting out pills. It's dark in my car, but I can see that they're white oval-shaped pills, which are what the Hydro 5/500's look like. Just then a local cop car pulls in right next to us. He pays no attention to us, but I tell the guy to hurry it up. So we make the exchange and I put the pills in my pocket. The dude gets out of my car and I drive home.

At home I get a soda from the fridge and sit down on the sofa in front of the tv. I don't even bother turning the light on and looking at the goddamn pills. Like I said I was hurting, and just wanted relief. So I reached into my pocket, grabbed 5 pills and swallowed them. Within 15 min. I knew something was wrong. I had this odd, disorienting sensation that was getting worse by the minute. I got up and went to the bathroom, and it was like walking through water. I inspected the pills, and they definitely weren't Hydro 5/500's. These were bigger and had different markings. So while I was still coherent I went to my computer and checked a pill ID site. It turns out they were 300mg Seroquel pills. And I'd taken 5, or 1500mg. I went back to the sofa, where I spent roughly the next 12-13 hours practically catatonic, but with some mild visuals, even colors. I was like a buffalo that had been shot with a tranquilizer dart, lol. When I was finally able to move around again I got back on the computer and found that the dose I'd taken was roughly twice the daily dosage given to schizophrenics. I had a hangover from that shit that lasted for 2 days.

 

Oh crap that's crazy.

 

That is the worst man!

 

A few years back I got ill, bad flu, and it was around Xmas time. I just couldn't afford to be ill with so much to do, places to be, work...Anyway, I started taking these strong co-codamols and got kinda hooked on them for a good few months!

 

I thought drugs were cool and made me feel great.Recently had a complete change of heart and want to get clean.I've been dabbling with various things for ten years or so,(I mean serious stuff,not weed,which I've smoked since my teens) but I just can't take the expense or remorse anymore.

For those out there that are taking drugs I say good on you and enjoy.Personally,I've had enough.I do need my benzos,but for me they are a PRACTICAL TOOL,a medication,which I have abused,but must learn to use responsibly.

 

My sister introduced me to weed when I was 16. From then until I was 19 I did a lot of different types of drugs. I made a real attempt to quit when my fiance (my boyfriend at the time) started getting really worried about me. It was kind of a wake up call when I found myself covering up trackmarks to go meet his family at Thanksgiving dinner. I slipped up after that a bunch of times but never really got hooked again. The most recent shit I've done was dxm about a year ago. Haven't done any opiates or other hard drugs in over 3 years. I'd like to trip again every once in a while. The old ball and chain won't stop me, but he won't understand why I like to do it.