DOSE:

oral

Cannabis

(edible / food)

BODY WEIGHT:

175 lb

I'm not nor have ever been more than a rare-occasion pot smoker and I don't do other drugs beyond painkillers for dental work and OTC stuff like Aspirin and Tylenol. That said, a coworker got me hooked up with some good marijuana, and I've been making butter out of the stuff for a couple of months now. I suffer from arthritis and muscle pain as well as chronic depression, so I came at this whole Cannabutter thing from a self medication standpoint , just looking for relief and the occasional 'feel good' experience.

All has been great with it up until last night, when things went terribly wrong. I got home from work, and decided to down a couple of my 7gr bud / 1lb butter little 1CM square Cannabutter cubes. Then I remembered the homemade croutons I had made with two cubes of the butter melted into each, so I ate two of those as well. This stuff isn't super strong, so I didn't feel worried about it, just thought I'd get good and high and have a nice relaxing evening. I think that where I went wrong is that I then rediscovered that I had a couple of similar cubes made from a 7gr to 1/2lb butter batch that was much, much stronger. I figured what the hell, why not, and I ate those too.

Did a little programming work on a project, then decided since I needed to be up early, I'd just go to bed right then and enjoy the onset of the Cannabutter. What I remember of that part of the night is laying there in bed, thinking 'Is it going to start today?'

Next thing I remember is dreaming in random pictures, cartoons and pages from Marvel comic books, which I've only just seen on the Internet, don't have any of my own. I woke up feeling REALLY loopy, and when I tried to sit up, I felt so dizzy that I decided to just stay laying down and carefully find a more comfortable position. I also realized that I was having a really hard time not falling right back to sleep, like sleep was actively trying to pull me back down, plus, my thoughts were a mess, like I couldn't really think. I closed my eyes and immediately lost myself to the same dreamy weird shit of flashes of pictures moving around, and strange, echoey fragments of thoughts. I woke up and fell asleep several times, each time trying hard to hold onto waking and pull myself out of my own confusion. I couldn't do it though, and kept feeling myself being pulled back into mindless, random thought and weird bits of images in my head. Finally, I floated back into it half asleep and had the clear impression of my consciousness completely disintegrating into a series of small diamond shaped pictures of cartoon and comic book imagery. As the images scrolled along to the left, I simply stopped existing as a conscious mind, and became nothing. Really hard to describe this, but it was as if I ceased to exist and became just a stuttering awareness of pictures and bits of thoughts that had no coherency at all - just a mindless observer with no soul, no mind. I woke up with a start, now starting to panic, and fought hard to climb out of it back to being an actual thinking, living person, but the pull was so strong that I kept falling back into it over and over. When I was awake, I was confused about who I even was, tried to be thankful that I still exist, and began to feel very, very cold. I buried myself up in blankets and shivered that way for probably an hour total, although I'm partly just guessing because time had lost most of its meaning and several parts of the experience that seemed to go on for half an hour or more actually only took place in a minute or two of time.

At some points I lay there struggling to regain control over my existence, at others I was immersed in crazy imagery like swirls and patterns and random images. Sometimes I felt like I was coming back only to lose it again. One of the worst parts was that I tried to get up to go pee and found that I could hardly stand in place let alone walk anywhere, so I immediately just crawled back into bed. I could barely think at all, with everything just coming out broken and nonsensical, and began to worry about what if it never ends, how will my sister take the idea of me sitting in a mental ward forever, lost in the haze of my own mind. I had to calm myself down several times, thinking 'It's marijuana, it will pass, just need to be patient', but my thoughts were so messed up that it was more like 'It's... marijuana... patient...' and sometimes I even heard a strange, phantom voice that was there but not there echoing in my head someplace, going, 'Iiiitsssss' and Paaaatienttttt' and stuff like that, lol.

It took most of the night to get through it, but each time I woke up, I felt a little more normal and the resurgence of the high was a little less aggressive. Also, the 'dreams' got less spooky and weird and more normal dreamlike. By the time I had to get up from work, I was still really dizzy but able to function and thankfully able to string thoughts together in a coherent fashion again. It's still wearing off even now, almost 12 hours after getting up for work and a whopping 16 hours after dosing. I feel a little bit spacey, things are funnier than they should be, and still a bit dizzy.

I honestly had no idea that edibles could hit so hard , pushing into territory that I'd have sworn was exclusive to LSD and the like. From now on, I'm going to be a lot more careful how hard I hit it. It's like there's a threshold, like right up to a point it's just an increasing high, and then SNAP, totally off the planet and flying off into Oz via the nearest tornado.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 110538
Gender: Not Specified
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Jan 10, 2020	Views: 870
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