Dramamine and Benadryl Experiences

I just feel like talking about my experiences somewhere...I don't know if anyone will read this, but I'll just post it anyway.

Ok the first time I did Dramamine, it was the first mind-altering drug I'd ever done. I might have gotten drunk once prior to that, I'm not even sure. I was really desperate for something so I was trying to find drugs that would be easy to obtain, since I had no connections (still don't...somebody help.). So I went to the pharmacy section in the grocery store and got a box of the chewable kind of Dramamine (8 in a box) and I didn't that would be enough so I also got a box of 12 non-chewable store-brand pills with the same ingredient.

When I got home, I took the 8 chewables and waited like 15 minutes but I was really impatient so I took 2 of the other pills and tried to wait again...I didn't want to risk having wasted it by not taking enough so I ended up taking all 20 of them...this was probably not a good idea, especially since it was my first time, but oh well, I lucked out.

After about 40 minutes, my body started to feel really heavy. It took a lot of energy to move my limbs. I laid down for a few minutes and hoped it would get better. Then I started to internally panic because I knew I had probably taken too much, and I thought I was going to die. I went downstairs and my dad was on the computer, so I laid down on the couch and waited for him to get off. My dad said something to me at this point, but I don't remember what. I said, "ok" and this was the first time I had spoken since taking the pills and I noticed that it was hard to speak and felt like I had lost my voice. He sort of gave me a weird look, like he was concerned, but then just walked away. I hoped maybe he just figured I was tired or something.

When my dad left the room, I went on the computer and instant messaged my friend and told her what I had done and that I think I'm dying. I noticed that while sitting on the chair, I became 'locked in position' a lot, and would have to shake myself out of it in order to move. I became transfixed in the television, where they were giving Who's Line Is It Anyway? and there was a video in the background with Richard Simmons. I found this extremely puzzling for some reason, and I was staring at the TV wondering if I was just hallucinating what I was seeing. I focused my attention back to the computer, where I had conversations opened with several people. I found myself hallucinating long conversations with people, and then I'd look back at the screen and see that most of the conversation was no longer there. I typed irrelevent responses to questions they never asked, and I would be really confused and ask them if they just said something and they wouldn't know what I was talking about. I found some of the random things I would come up with humorous, but my laughter wouldn't even come out properly so I just sort of made an odd wheezing sound when I tried to laugh. My friend that I had been talking to earlier was no longer online, but I kept thinking that she was and that I was still talking to her. Sometimes I would zone out and imagine scenarios where I was actually talking to people in my house. Once, I had imagined someone breaking into my house, and I instant messaged someone and said, "Who the hell was that just in my house???" and of course they were clueless.

The rest of the night continued on like that. I would zone out and become locked into a position, go into vivid daydreams, and have imaginary conversations with people. I was really confused and amused by all of this, since I had never experienced anything like it. I became transfixed in the TV again when they were giving, I believe Inuyasha or some kind of anime series consisting of a flying tiger. I remember thinking, "What if I was the tiger?", and I would percieve myself as the flying tiger in the TV. Oh, I would also forget what I was typing in the middle of typing it and then start typing something else, which would lead to very bizarre statements. (ex: "You can become anything but fish.", and You better checkity check yourself before you were married.") I also saw large clear spiders forming and walking around the area by my monitor, and little red dots moving around on plain surfaces.

Another experience I had with Dramamine, I was with a friend of mine. She had only taken about 12 pills and I had taken about 20. She had planned to stay over that night so she wouldn't have to go home on anything. She had a different reaction to the Dramamine at first; she started shaking and her heartbeat was racing. I was very worried and felt extremely guilty for getting her into this. I noticed my own heartbeat was going pretty fast, but I was more worried about my friend. We both lied down and tried to remain calm. After a while, my friend suddenly stopped shaking and explained that she had just imagined being in a factory and a machine shut off, at the same exact time she had stopped shaking.

We were afraid of dehydrating, so I went downstairs to get some water. Who would have thought getting water could be such a complicated process! There was an endless cycle of me daydreaming about going downstairs and getting water, then realizing that I hadn't gone at all, so I'd have to do it over again. Then, once I had gotten the water, I would think that I hadn't gotten it yet, and then go back to get it, then realize I had already gotten it. When I finally managed to bring the water upstairs, one of us would knock it over, and I'd have to start the process all over again. This cycle continued throughout the night. Also, I kept trying to pick up a glass of water where there was none, and my hand would go through air.

We didn't move around or interact too much; mostly we were sitting on the floor, each zoning out and not paying attention to the other. Sometimes I would look at her face and I'd tell her that she had little hairs moving around and laugh. At one point, I recall her saying, "Your lips are bright red, you're about to puke blood!" I panicked and moved towards the garbage can, then quickly zoned out again and forget about it. I never puked blood or puked at all for that matter, so I imagine she had hallucinated my lips being red. I mentioned this to her later, and she doesn't even remember saying it.

At one point, we both saw clear spiders coming towards us at the same time. We somehow reasoned that they couldn't get to us if we were on the bed, so we moved onto the bed and sat there. We continued zoning out, and she would start enthusiastically telling me about something that she had just imagined, then I would zone out again and when I came back she would still be talking and I'd say "I have no idea what you just said" and we'd both laugh. We also both kept thinking that our other friends were there. Once I heard her saying something directed to our other friend and I reminded her that she wasn't there and we both started laughing again. Periodically, when I would be zoned out, she would hit me and tell me that my eyes were rolling into the back of my skull, and I would be annoyed and say "I don't care". Also, she would frequently get up and start putting her jacket on and getting her bag and when I asked what she was doing she'd say "I have to go" and I'd remind her that she was sleeping over then she'd say "Oh yeah!" and come sit back down on the bed, only to repeat the same cycle again five minutes later.

Eventually we both went to sleep, and she woke me the next morning to tell me she was leaving. The next day I was really tired and slept through basically the whole day, then the day after that I felt like the first day was a blurry dream and the day after didn't happen at all. I spoke to my friend and she said that she had been really out of it the next day. All in all it left us feeling really confused and a bit dumber, not too much recreational value. I wouldn't recommend this drug, but I've done it a few more times after that mostly because I've been desperate and this was before I discovered DXM.

Other experiences I had with Dramamine and Benadryl (pretty much the same thing) were similar. The worst part about these drugs is that I have no way of knowing what's real and what isn't. I could think I have full control, but I don't at all. A couple of times I had to talk to my mom while on one of these drugs, and I kept just answering questions she never asked and saying things that were completely irrelevent. She thought I was just delirious from no sleep. She'd ask if I had gotten any sleep, and I'd say, "What? My sister has a BMW?" and I'd ask her if dad was bringing home dinner soon or if she was cooking and she'd say, "It's 6 in the morning". At one point I told her, "I like that commercial", and she asked what commercial, and I replied, "The one in the sink". I have also vomited sometimes from taking too much Benadryl or Dramamine. One time I hallucinated bugs in the toilet that looked so real, and I tried to convince my mom that they were there and I would never use that toilet again and she told me that it was just stains and nothing was there. I was convinced that there were bugs until the next day, when I saw that there was nothing.

That's pretty much it for this drug, I probably wouldn't do it again unless I was really desperate or maybe mixed with DXM. It's not the most enjoyable, but it definately makes for interesting stories.

Oh, another thing I forgot to mention is the disgusting taste that is hard to avoid when you swallow the pills (unless it's the chewable kind) and you still taste it the next day. I kept eating sweet tarts to try to get rid of the taste, but it was still there and it's horrible!

 

OMG

This is the story of my life.

After drinking and smoking pot, the first drug I ever dried was Diphenhydramine. It was so new and amazing, I thought it must be what Acid was like. The vivid day-dream style hallucinations, that are called Delusional Hallucinations. Since its a deleriant. You honestly think that somthings happening, then all of a sudden its gone. I've binged for days on this stuff before, thats pretty much the most desruction I've ever put my body through, after my TONS AND TONS of DPH experinces, I think I have serious brain damage, some olneys lesions from the DXM and frontal lobe damage from smoking pot and crack cocaine, but who knows if all the drugs I've done will change me for the better or for the worse.

I know what you mean by having spiders "unfold from the wall" as if its a ball, tiny speck, and it unfolds, legs move out and it starts runing towards you and you freak, but then it disapears, but after awhile, the hallucinations, and the daydreams stay longer and longer, and when you're scared, like by a spider, you dont just notice it re-apear to normal, the spider unfolds, runs to you, and when it should disapear, it keeps going up you're leg and onto you're chest, and on you're neck, you feel its eight legs crawl over you, and down inside your shirt, where it lays eggs and they hatch instantly, and the spiders are everywere, and you dont know what you do but scream and notice that there gone..

This drug is fucked, and when you combo it with DXM it feels way more intense, but the DXM takes over, its alot funner than DPH, but alot more comfortable than DXM.

 

i enjoyed reading that, pretty sweet

 

Man, The best trip I EVER had... I took 10 bens, smoked a few bowls and ate some ergot. The first hallucination to come to me was when I sat my bottle down on the concrete and the floor rippled out from it like it was mercury. That cued one hell of a trip. From seeing Ufo's, feeling the tree's and plants breathe all around me, the backyard full of black cats ad grave stones, to seeing everyone's soul. Never in my life had such a spiritual trip.

 

hahah man i used to to benedryl so much. the most i ever took was 58...i used to do it so much man...at skool too....haha... one time at skool, i had a bottle of 100, and i gave a friend 50 and put 50 in my pocket. about ten minutes later they called me to the office, and i had just got busted for weed a couple weeks earlier so i was really paranoid...so before going to the office i popped all 50 of them at the water fountain. when i got back to class i had to leave to go puke, and when i came back i could hardly walk right...couldn't get down the stairs, tripped several times getting down the aisle of desks.... and sat there wide eyed as the usual flying specks and things flew around... by second period, i kept thinking i had a pen in my hand and i'd go to write and get pissed off, finding it wasn't really there....my friend wrote me a note and i thought i was talking to my teacher, so i wrote back "how old are you mr. faetz?" ahha. then i tried to watch the movie the teacher had put on but i just kept staring at it saying "what?" out loud until someone told me to shut up. after that period, two girls were talking in the hallway about something dumb, but it seemed so damned interesting i had to walk RIGHT up to them and go "what?" and grin. one chick asked me if i was high and i just laughed...or more it was a wheezy, wide-eyed giggle. i dont remember what i did third period, slept i think, while my friends asked what the fuck i was on. i can't even remember what happened after that, but i know i slept the rest of the day when i got home.... that time wasn't nearly as intense as the other times (probably about fifteen or more) i'd done 50/almost 60 of them, but i guess cause i wasn't just sitting there the whole time.

but yeah. i used to do it so much i'd puke several times... which never happened at first.... but i'd have these scenarios in my head that i guess registered themselves as memories, cause sometimes i still can't tell if it happened or not. like once i was "at skool" and i bummed a cig off this chick, and when i woke up i went looking around for it, until i realized it was never there (i asked the girl the next day if it even happened, and she looked at me funny and said she didn't even smoke). and i'd think that i called friends and talked to them about this and that, but never did... and i'd wake up screaming at my brothers, cause i thought they were bothering me...another time i woke up and thought i had the phone in my hand. i even heard a "hello?" but i opened my eyes and looked at my hand curled around the nonexistant phone and was kinda confused. i think this confuses the shit outta you more than anything...

 

One word: Deleriant.

 

yep.... i used to hallucinate my dad would come up the stairs, so i'd try to act sober, but then realize he wasn't there...

and another time, i was sitting here and i watched my brother come upstairs, get a bowl of cereal...i told him to put the cereal away so he did it, went into the living room...i turned around to talk to him and he was gone. but i of course would never realize these things werent real until they were ...done, i guess. it was kind of frustrating.

 

awsum report Denial...


crazy shit...

 

i dont even really like the stuff.. i just sometimes feel the urge to put myself through a few hours of insanity and see how well my mind can manage itself

 

yeah. sometimes i just feel i have to do it, even though looking at those damn little pink pills makes me sick, and i gag on em when swallowing them.

 

you can buy dramamine if your under 18 are you fucking serious........

 

um...yeah...it's only motion sickness pills

 

i dont think thats true, every gas station where they are available are behind the counter next to cigarettes...let me do a little research ill brb

 

Nydol Xtra Str. 50mg Diphenhydramine

These guys work way better, since they have 50mg, and are little blue triangles instead of BIG pink pills, they are way easier to eat, people seem to get a natural torolance, their body does NOT want the DPH tablets in its system, so it makes you want to vomit when you see pink pills. NASTY.

P.S.

In BC, Canada, you can buy Diphenhydramine with no problem, but Dramamine/Gravol are BTC, but there is no age limitation, it is simply so people wont steal them.

 

well i dunno about gas stations, but it's prolly so people won't steal em.

i just go to the grocery store, grab a box, pocket it/put it up my sleeve, go to the bathroom, and take it outta the box (usually has a little ..beeper tag on it) and pocket/bag it and walk out. fuck paying for THAT kinda trip.

 

Some people done believe in stealing though.

 

not my fault their morals are fucked.

 

Don't fucking steal things. It doesn't matter who they are, but like, it's not like you need these pills to live. If you were homeless and needed food, then fine, stealing is alright, but don't steal just because you don't want to bother paying. Sorry to rant.

And why would anyone take dramamine or benedryl anyway? Smoke some pot or eat some fucking shrooms. Seriously though, what makes these drugs desirable over street drugs like shrooms or acid which have less sickening and more interesting effects?

 

maybe acid isn't available. i know it isn't here.

and do fucking steal things. fuck corporations.

 

Thanks everyone for your replies...

MissEddyG, your trip report made me laugh. That's crazy that you can do that shit in school...I got drug-tested for falling asleep in the bathroom.

God-Machine, pardon my asking, but what's ergot? I'm not familiar...sounds like a sweet trip.

About buying dramamine under 18, I've never had a problem...
As far as stealing, the only thing I steal are drugs...damn if I paid for every box of Coricidin I stole...I figure I need it more than they do.

And I do OTC drugs like Dramamine and Benadryl because I DON'T FUCKING KNOW HOW TO GET DRUGS. Don't tell me it's easy, because I'm sick of hearing that. I'm not just going to go up to someone on the street and ask them if they sell. I don't live in the projects, there aren't drug dealers standing on every corner. If you have a problem with me doing these types of drugs, hook me up with some 'real' drugs and I'd be glad to do them.

DXM is still a quality drug though.