It's a bit of an embarrasment to post this, but in the interest of Public Safety (lol), here goes...
Friday night I decided to make some edibles with about 8 grams of hash oil diluted by 2/3 stick of butter. The G/F and I were going to have a mellow evening watching tv and kicking back.
I don't usually get off on edibles, so after warning my girl about the possible effects, I wolfed down a very large brownie. These things reeked of resin, and my single dose ending up being closer to 4 doses.
Everything was going great, lots of laughs and giggles. Then about 45 minutes in, my high took a left turn and went downhill fast. I became overwhelmed with paranoia and emotion. I've done lots of halucinigens and have had some heavy trips in the past, but nothing like this. Heroin wasn't even this heavy.
Soon after the nausia set in and I was in the bathroom puking and sweating. And I kept getting higher. It got to where I couldn't speak, or even get off the bathroom floor.
My g/f, a Registered Nurse, took a much smaller dose so she was handling it better. I was having a hard time staying awake, and was having full on halucinations/vivid dreams, but my mind was so into them that I was forgetting to breath! Several times she wanted to call 911, but I had told her earlier, that whatever happens, DON'T call 911.
6 hours later I finally came down, and it really felt good to be back to normal (although I could feel the effects for 2 days after). I was embarrassed, and more than a little shocked. I seriously underestimated the situation, and the irony was that the instructions I gave my girl in the beginning applied more to me than her.
I do think I could have died. Wouldn't that be just fucking great, the first person to die from a cannabis overdose!
Lesson learned
Friday night I decided to make some edibles with about 8 grams of hash oil diluted by 2/3 stick of butter. The G/F and I were going to have a mellow evening watching tv and kicking back.
I don't usually get off on edibles, so after warning my girl about the possible effects, I wolfed down a very large brownie. These things reeked of resin, and my single dose ending up being closer to 4 doses.
Everything was going great, lots of laughs and giggles. Then about 45 minutes in, my high took a left turn and went downhill fast. I became overwhelmed with paranoia and emotion. I've done lots of halucinigens and have had some heavy trips in the past, but nothing like this. Heroin wasn't even this heavy.
Soon after the nausia set in and I was in the bathroom puking and sweating. And I kept getting higher. It got to where I couldn't speak, or even get off the bathroom floor.
My g/f, a Registered Nurse, took a much smaller dose so she was handling it better. I was having a hard time staying awake, and was having full on halucinations/vivid dreams, but my mind was so into them that I was forgetting to breath! Several times she wanted to call 911, but I had told her earlier, that whatever happens, DON'T call 911.
6 hours later I finally came down, and it really felt good to be back to normal (although I could feel the effects for 2 days after). I was embarrassed, and more than a little shocked. I seriously underestimated the situation, and the irony was that the instructions I gave my girl in the beginning applied more to me than her.
I do think I could have died. Wouldn't that be just fucking great, the first person to die from a cannabis overdose!
Lesson learned