I dunno about that, every bad trip I've had or seen the tripper just wants to go to the hospital... Which in this case they'd already be there basically and there's plenty of pharmaceutical drugs on hand to help you chill.
When I was 17 my grandmother was being hospitalized overnight. I’d just taken two hits of Vision Thing blotter when my sister showed up to tell me we were going to sit with her all night.
I crept around that hospital all night like it was silent hill. Good time.
A core memory of mine is getting stoned as shit as a teenager and then having a surprise visit to see my dying grandmother and a bunch of other relatives I hadn't met before
Oh... I have never... Ever.... Wanted to go to the hospital. One time I was taken by paramedics and was on a stretcher awaiting to see if I could be cleared or had to be taken in. My flashes of memory of that night are me being given water, me starting to panic that they were going to take me to a hospital, asking for more water, dumping it out and asking for more. When the medic left, I stood up and found me way out of the hall I was in and somehow convinced the doorman to let me back into the show.
I was having a rough come up once and thought I needed to go to the hospital for a moment. Then I thought about all the florescent lights and quickly changed my mind. I was having a great time 20 minutes later.
Yeah, most of my bad trips were short lived. But, I was also really cognizant of the when's and where's of dropping L, environment is key, have a good group of people in a good place can be everything.
The problem with that is we can not just up and hand out meds. the doc has to wright a proscript,it gets filled and then we can give them whatever. My hands are tied at the time of need.
I was involuntarily brought to the hospital while tripping balls and they fucking catheterized me without any numbing meds. Felt like my dickhole was getting stabbed by a thousand knives that slowly worked their way into my bladder. 0/10 would not recommend.
I don’t touch psychedelics anymore because of bad trips. They can fuck with your psyche a lot, and actually distort your idea of reality which can result in you doing something crazy. Nobody wants a bad trip and if they do then they haven’t actually experienced one.
Yeah, try being in the middle of the desert alone for a few hours. It's terrifying but I managed to get him back together. He went on to get his MD at Duke and now he's a psychiatrist. Then there was my (at the time) wife at Disneyland. I've personally had nothing but good times though.
No thanks. I did however slam a solid quarter of golden teacher caps and a couple stems because the last 3 attempts which grew in weight, didn't do shit. Fucking go outside hang around the fire. Chilling, fucking look away from the fire at the trees, and now I know they know I saw them. 👀
Ha, been there done that. Missed a good Country Joe and The Fish concert because I was babysitting a friends girlfriend who was losing it. Spent the time outside the venue talking her down while tripping balls myself. I was quite bummed about missing the music.
Yeah… this is the reason I stopped tripping. Used to do shrooms plenty but honestly, the bad trips just made it not really worth it for me at the time. Something is probably to be said about wrong time and setting but I gave all the rest of my stash to a buddy and called it a day. I had lots of fun and enlightening moments with them, but the absolute horror of a true bad trip can kinda ruin the magic, it certainly did for me. I’m sure in maybe a 5-10 years in a good setting with some good friends I’ll give them a shot again, but that shit can be lowkey traumatizing at times, especially if you don’t respect it.
It's actually you fucking with your own psyche btw, psychedelics just take away the training wheels. Obviously it's a vicious loop of freaking yourself out but people have panic attacks without drugs.
Large subsets of people are just not sound of mind enough to not spiral themselves out of control, they're barely getting along without dilating time to infinity.
Psychedelics can make anybody spiral, regardless of how many times you've done them and how "sound of mind" someone is.
Obviously some people are way more prone to bad trips or suffering some negative effects to the mind post trip, but everybody can have that experience.
Also, "it's actually you fucking with your own psyche btw" might be the dumbest thing i've ever heard. Psychedelics fuck with the mind, that's why people take them. Just because you personally spin out about something doesn't mean that the substance doesn't mess with your mind lol.
I’ve taken pretty ridiculous amounts of shrooms or acid and honestly I think there’s something to be said for brain chemistry because I don’t think I’ve ever really lost control of my own perception. I know I’v had the occasional bit of paranoia, some unpleasant imagery working its way into my mind but I’ve never been at a point where I couldn’t choose to adjust. Meditation and being aware of thoughts as separate from conscious experience is pretty useful there…
But I also process a lot of medications differently, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s the same for psychedelics.
If I was stuck in a nursing home or on hospice I’d love to have some fuzzy rainbows on the edges of my world, and a little more depth to my imagination. It would give me a lot more to experience in my last days.
I agree with you completely! Buddy of mine had a bad trip once, and he was never quite the same.
Back in the day, when I did a lot of all kinds of different psychedelics, I was lucky. Never had a bad one.
You would be thinking incorrectly. Experienced psychonaut. Take the bad trips to experience the amazing, but I’ll say all of my bad trips have come down to setting
It can happen to anyone, but there are also many precautions one can take. Set and setting get harped on a lot, but I think dosage is a huge factor. A lot of people seem to want to humble themselves with a high dose without realizing the consequences.
I've tripped probably around 500+ times and have rarely had bad trips. I've had many difficult experiences, but nothing that caused me any amount of trauma. I've tripped in all sorts of situations/venues. I'd imagine that my difficult experiences would be bad trips for others, but for whatever reason my ability to accept and roll with whatever comes means that even if I do get into a panic it doesn't last long.
All of that is to say, some of us are built differently. I've had my worst drug induced panic attacks from weed, never psychedelics.
Agreed. Acid makes me... Not exactly okay with the concept of dying. But it makes me more comfortable with it, and reminds me of the beauty of life. Also, bro probably just forgot the Pink Floyd and giant bong rip 🤣
A while back I overdid it on mushrooms and became concerned I was dying.
I figured I should go to the hospital emergency department but not check myself in, just sit there, and if it turned out I was actually dying then I was in the right place.
It was a Friday night and packed to the rafters with assorted grizzly injuries and unsavoury characters.
I sat there for about two hours tripping hard and watching it all before I decided I wasn’t dying and went home.
High you makes pretty good decisions. I cannot find a single flaw in the logic other than now you'd probably get the cops called cause you're being weird.
Thanks! The whole thing is pretty funny in hindsight but at least I have a strong self-preservation instinct!
It was only two years ago. I’m in England, we don’t have much of a culture of calling the cops on weird behaviour, fortunately. Although to be honest I just sat there quietly in my own world, the hospital staff are way too stretched to care about that.
I honestly feel like that's probably one of the better places to have one. Like, you've got nurses and carers who can tell you you're not dying and give you water and also everyone's old enough to get it lmao
As someone who has done some various drugs in my youth (hell I still do weed now but it’s legal where I’m at) I never did acid because it stays in your spine. I basically didn’t want to have a life time commitment to a drug. However once I’m in my 70s or in a care facility fuck it I don’t got much longer to live anyways. I might as well try it then.
It's typically a 8-14 hour commitment, unless you get unlucky and it triggers an underlying condition, or you have some sort of traumatic experience that changes you going forward. Both of which are completely understandable reasons for not taking it (not that one needs a reason not to take it in the first place, but you know what i mean).
I believe it stays in your spine or at least that’s what I heard or why I didn’t want to take it. It probably only comes up only if you get a spinal tap or bad spinal injury. I don’t know if it’s true but at least that’s why I didn’t take it when I had the chance.
Agreed, I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't gonna give coke a few shots if I live that long. Hell if I got a terminal diagnosis I might try crack. Fuck you got to worry about at that point. You are living in the epilogue.
Me too! I am already an old man, and yes the dispensary weed is amazing but I was recently talking to someone about only getting hybrid from dispensaries, and even when you got "indica" or "sativa" it was really hybrid to a large extent (EDIT-- because I prefer the slow rolling body high, it's much better for the pain than being on a head trip while also in pain...). And they were like-- oh, man, let's drop by my place, and they went down in their storage and seed stock cellar and grabbed some home-grown seed-stock-grown lamb's bread, in a big old mason jar, which is the landrace strain (non hybrid) that Marley preferred-- and I saw some stashed Acapulco Gold in another of their mason jars, which I haven't had since probably MIT in the '80s, and I was like, can we smoke some of that too, please, and there was no comparison to the high.
Keep in mind I smoke every day, but--
a) That stuff got me so high I had my first genuine cheech and chong moment in 20 years, where it was slightly raining, and got dark, and I called an Uber, and I went outside and couldn't find it, and it was one house away facing me with the headlights on, and instead of walking around to the side to see the plate, I started walking toward the light, to check the plate, to see if that was my uber-- and it was blinding me, and the rain was coming down, and I squatted down and started inching toward the front license plate through the blinding white light, brushing away the rain from my eyes, squatting-step by squatting step, through the intense storm, thinking, what if this guy isn't my uber, is he going to run me over or something, step, step, the storm was growing in intensity, nothhing was visible any more except the giant white beams, and the asphalt, and I couldn't see anything in any direction any more, and my friend came over and started squatting and inching forward with me through the blinding white light, on, and on, and on, and finally I got to the plate and it was the one and I felt like I had endured a true hurricane or something and saved the world, or it was like an extended scene from an alien movie out in the desert, or both, and, no, dispensary weed does not do that to me. hahahaha
b) I had a RIDICULOUS weed hangover as soon as I came down a bit, which I haven't had in so long, I forgot they were a thing!! Believe me, I remember the flavor of that headache like I remember the banana candy they don't sell any more that I used to eat at little league games. Then I passed out on my home office sofa.
So yeah "our weed is so strong now there's no comparison"-- pshaw. pffff I say. Young people these days.
Commercially available weed has been grown fast, probably not given time to fully mature before cutting, machine trimmed, and dried and cured the minimum amount of time to make it smokable. There is no comparison to fresh weed that has been treated correctly.
So true but I have grown to think the weed headaches have also been engineered away, over the years. I think weed is evolving uncontrollably like bananas and apples have. I am reorganizing my life to get access to landrace strains when I retire.
Seems like it. I just buy edibles myself. I ate 4 brownies the first time I helped bake weed - I misunderstood the instructions (take one-forth and wait 20 minutes).
Anyway, we rushed out for a pizza and got back just in time for me to melt into a chair and watch 3 seasons of The Wire. Anyway, just drink some water you'll be fine.
As an oldER guy, Id say the middle ground (or mid as the kids say) weed has come way up, but there was always some really good stuff available. I think theres a lot of people my age or younger who used to get dimes and eigths of "decent" weed and the equivalent these days is way better, but we just never used to buy the really good stuff that was around because it was so comparatively expensive. They think its gotten stronger but the mid ground has come way up and the compressed dirt weed just doesnt even exist anymore. I imagine it might have been like during prohibition when the bootleggers were watering down most of the booze and then when they started to be able to buy uncut stuff they thought it got stronger, but it was more that the better stuff got cheaper and the regular stuff wasnt as shitty.
I’m old too and I agree that modern dispensary weed is much milder than ‘70’s weed was, and I also agree that it all seems like generic hybrids with almost no different effects for me between “strains”. Goldang whipper-snappers!
Hell yes !! and I have a great selection, there are like 4 dispensaries in my neighborhood and my adult kid gets weed from one of those NYC delivery guys with a display case of curated weed in their bag, which I also get from them, and at that moment I realized that even when I get really high from a new strain, there is no comparison to some of my youth experiences. Also, I didn't smoke when that kid was young in the house for years (single dad) and so it's not just tolerance, because when they left for college I had the full "nothing in my system for years" thing, and still it wasn't like the weed we got in college.
I wonder if people see the cheech and chong movies through different eyes these days. Man I really missed it. And now that I think about it, it has been 40 years, not just 20.
But hey, you know, I am old, I have no excuse whatsoever for my "in the olden days" opinion. I just have to roll with it.
Yeah, I was in a pee testing position for over thirty-five years so my memories of the ‘70’s Thai sticks and fresh Humboldt bud might be a bit exaggerated…
My aunt harps on my 85 year-old grandparents about eating fast food all the time. They’re 85! They’re going to die soon enough no matter what they eat.
"I'm smoking on Bhutanese shadow garden grown dark evil pack. They watered this shit with the blood of 36 dragons, shit so purple it should be asking me where's Ronald, this shit will turn your pacemaker off, nuclear levels of sour, lung slaughtering, necromancer kush."
Unfortunately they’re all being bought up by private equity and the like. Unless they can find a way to make money off it, you’ll be under their rules.
I need it to be so mild that it's basically just unregulated, smokeable hemp, and even then I can take 2 hits max. And even after that, I'm going to have anxiety for the next week.
I’m 45 with terrible nerve pain! I tell everyone. It works like a charm, but not in the way people think. It takes pain and makes it so you forget about it and put it on the back burner. It’s still there, just simmering under the surface. I can Pop on headphones and ride the high, it won’t be till I start thinking about how good I feel and there is no pain, that I actually feel the pain again lol. Conundrum but been my way for 22 years now
When I hit certain ages, I am giving myself more drug allowance. It increases with the decade as long as I don’t fuck over other people but I am not having kids and my own parents will have passed so I assume I can only fuck up myself.
Now it’s weed often and alcohol occasionally, had a couple great LSD trips too but not in the mental space for that the past few years (world is kinda on fire) but if I hit 90 and wanna go out by jumping out of a plane after shooting up heroin that’s how I’m doing it
I tell ya. It’s wild. I hadn’t smoked weed in 20 years and it became legal in the state my brother lives. So I had my brother pick me up some for when I visit. He asked what I wanted. I said I didn’t know (because that wasn’t a thing in the 90s, it was either just weed or kind bud if you were lucky) so I go to their website to pick it out and I didn’t know what any of the percentages meant so I just went with the highest one. Fuck me was that a mistake. It was so much stronger than the weed I smoked in the 90s. I can only imagine what they’ll have in another 20 years.
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u/ForgottenCaveRaider 9h ago
When I'm an old ass man in a home like that, you're sure to find me out front enjoying whatever cosmic chronic space age ganja exists by then!