I've had some nights where I thought that I was most likely going to at best end up in a hostiptal and worst end. I've only had a few, but every time was due to combining alcohol, opiates or benzos in some way, except one time.

Now, it is obvious that the smartest thing to do would be to NOT combine these three types of drugs, ever. They say that 1 + 1 = 3 in this case, not 2, and it is hard to judge how 3 + 1 will equal, if that makes sence.

At the same time, dropping a bar and taking 2-3 shots is one of the most fun highs I've had. 3-5 5mg hydrocodones and 1-2 bars is great. 2-3 Somas+half a bar is fun.\

I really want to figure out a way to determine how much of each substance you can take w/o ODing, including alcohol. I obviously do not want to test how which combinations either 1)make you think u are going to end up in the hospital or 2) make you up in the hospital.

TLDR
So I am asking Totse, what kind of combinations have you done w/ downers (opiates, benzos, barbs, alcohol etc) that have either made you think 100% for sure that you have gone past the limit of no return or have actually put you there.




Meta, I know that you find it amusing to close everysingle one of my threads and use every power you have to percieve what I say as trolling. There is no need to close this one, please don't be an asshole. You may choose to percieve it as "omg troll fuck he is trying to get attention by wanting to create an impossible OD calculator LOCKS." or you could look at it for what it really is "he wants information/good stories on what downers in what doses cause OD in certain people."





Please include any medications you are currently on and whether or not you smoke marijuana before hand as a lot of meds will make you OD 2x as fast and marijuana may just make you THINK you are going to OD when in reality you are just really, really stoned.

Oct 16 of last year I found my roomate dead on his bedroom floor, black shit coming out his mouth.. He took a combination of dilaudid, oxycontin and valium, may have been others I don't really remember.. Apparently his lungs aspirated, his lungs filled up with fluid, one of the drugs he took prevented him from throwing up and he choked on his own vomit... One of my best friends too.. Already been almost a year.. Time stops for noone..

^ Damn, that's rough.

Oh: Benzo Tolerance: 2mg of Xanax makes me feel great, but not fucked up. Opiate Tolerance: Need 80 + mg of OC to feel good/nod, 160 is preferred. :) Alcohol tolerance: Eh, I'm 6'0 185, so I have a bit f a natural tolerance, and I drink fairly often so word.

I would have to say 70 mg of 'done, 4 mg's of Xanax, ~2mg of clonazepam, booze, coke, maybe some oxy?. I don't know what I was trying to accomplish there, however, I was awoken by myself gasping for air a couple times, as I passed out. Drugs to cope with problems, never solves anything kiddo's. Deal with your problems sober, because they'll still be there waiting for you haha.

Dumb. Lessons learned.

Lol @ "hey guys what's the largest possible amount of drugs I can ingest without dying?"

You must be the poster child for drug overdose.

its really important on the order, dude. your playing with matches soaked in ether man, and your gonna ignite the fuck outta yourself and those around you...

its really bad idea to do opiates, and then get drunk. its just as bad to take another dose of benzo's after your first dose and some heavy drinking...


either way, have fun waking up with tubes in you.

either way, have fun waking up with tubes in you.

Had a good friend of mine once ingest somewhere around 19 grams of APAP by way of Percocet because he was dope sick with a massive tolerance and too dumb to know about a CWE.

He happened to do this in the vicinity of other people so thankfully once his skin/eyes started turning yellow and he started to stop breathing and such they were able to get him to the ER, where, as he would often recall with vivid detail in retelling the story months later, he slipped in and out of consciousness with the primary sensation distinguishable at the time being the tube getting shoved in his dick.

Did I mention he was tripping on mushrooms at the time? He lived, by the way.

I drank a small glass of Ouzo with 2mgs of Klonopin, once.

Once the buzz hit me, I (stupidly) shot two bags.

ODed right there on the stop. Number 2 worst drug experience of my life. Don't be stupid like I was - and I got off motherfucking lucky.

erowid has some crazy combos that lead ppl to the ER. Look at some of the combos there. Some of them are crazy and flat out stupid.

More times that I would like I have gotten really drunk and decided to take some xanax and then ask for bumps of heroin from my friends. Every time I woke up feeling glad to be alive. It was always a small dose of heroin but still it doesn't take much to kill you when it comes to mixing alcohol, benzos and opiates.

I don't even get mixing drugs. It just seems retarded as fuck. Pick 1 and go with it.

[QUOTE=Midge;10508423]Number 2 worst drug experience of my life[/url]

Don't leave us hanging, man. ;)

your missing out on so many wonderful experiences. combinations take you places no single drug ever could.

My buddy picwhick just died from combining Jenkem and Raid, they found him pissing shit out his cock and no one could help him cuz when he talked he sprayed raid in the Docs Face.

Fuck this past weekend I got some H an I wanted to do one large shot cause I always do small ones. I did about $10 (sporatic user w/no appreciable opiate tolerance, though I do a few Percs at least a couple an at most 4 days a week).

I thought that amount should be fine b/c I know I've done at least 1/3 of $20. But it knocked me on my ass like no other. The chick I was with totally freaked out an was really pissed she did prop me up an stuff to make sure I wouldnt choke or nothing. She knows what to do for people who OD on dope cause shes a former user herself. I'm glad she was there (an her main complaint was I was too heavy, much heavier than the last guy she propped up. He was a skinny fuck though, 140 lbs compared to 220)

I remember the rush being really great an thinking wow this is gonna be really good. Sat down on the couch with her an lit a cig. Next thing I remember waking up with her pissed off at something (which turned out later to do with me, go figure) and me barely being able to hear her or anything all with not only me being opiate deaf but also with crazy ringing in my ears. I could walk an move but was clumsy at first. I think I'll at most do 1/4 of a $20 from now on. An it was tar too, but better than what I would normally get.

Funny that you say that because that is exactly what happened to me.

For a while I was smoking 100(kmg or whatever) patches of fentanyl and was doing fine. Than one day I bought a 50kmg patch that was a different brand then the usual ones I was getting, took two hits than woke up with tubes in my arm. I guess what happened from the witnesses was that I had stopped breathing, fell to the floor and started to turn blue. They called the Paramedics who came in like 5 minutes (thank GOD) because they were on another call down the road which turned out to save my life. If they would of dispatched from the hospital I would of been dead. Than my friends told them I smoked a patch they rushed to the ambulance grabbed a naloxone shot and put it right into my chest. Basically If you ever seen pulp fiction that's what they did. All together I had stopped breathing for about 15 minutes and my heart stopped for around 20 seconds. After they injected the shot I shot up breathing and with a pulse. The paramedics saved my life and if narcone shots were never invented I would be dead. Or if my friends would of been assholes and left me to die I wouldn't be here now. After that incident I started my bupe treatment and never used fentanyl again. And most recently I am off the bupe treatment. :)

EDIT: When ever I see people post about smoking fet it makes me sad because one day I know they will OD. Like I said I was smoking 100mg patches like they were nothing. Than one day I got a 50mg patch took two hits then fell to the floor. My tolerance was the same and the hits were the normal ones that I usually take. Fet patches are so much better when you wear them and I try to tell people not to smoke them. Actually one person that I told not to do it ODed like a week after I talked to her. It's a shame that people are willing to take that kind of risk just to get high, I guess it takes a scary incident like mine to change there mind. It's weird because I never thought I would be the one to OD you know? I was really careful and I thought I knew my tolerance but I guess my body couldn't handle it that particular day. Also people don't realize how dangerous smoking fet is. If you don't have a tolerance to opiods then don't even fuck with it. For example if you never even taken a 5mg of vicodin don't go out and shoot up a bindle of H. Smoking fet is just as potent as shooting or smoking heroin if not more. Heed my word, I hate to be that person standing over you when YOU wake up with tubes hanging out of your arm saying "I told you so"

one time I did cocaine, 2c-i, ketamine, extacy, and speed and I felt like I had to go the the hospital

Fine. I shot a large amount of dope with a little bit too much cocaine thrown in the rig.

I overdosed on the spot, and fell headfirst, through my glass sliding shower door.

When I woke up, I had pissed myself, and vomitted all over myself. The rig was still in my arm. I tried to pull my pants off (which were covered in piss) but couldn't.

My mother would walk in a few hours later to discover her son, in the bathroom, with bags of heroin strewn about, half naked, half in and out of the bath tub, covered in his own piss and vomit, with a fucking needle sticking out of his arm.

She would then kick me out of the house - where - all in that same day, I would almost get sexually assualted by a large black male.

No sarcasm. Dead fucking truth. I was sick as a dog, and this lady in the city said she knew some one who could hook me up. She took me to this alley with this guy. Instead of dope, he had a big nasty ass jug of wine.

Kept telling me "tilt your head back" and pouring it down my mouth. I was fucked up in the head, so I thought "fuck it, free booze". He then grabbed me, and started bear hugging me. I could hardly breathe. He started kissing me/biting me all up and down my neck.

I grabbed his testicles and twisted and he dropped me. I ran the fuck away. When I got a safe enough distance away, I puked in some gutter and had a complete fucking breakdown.

That day was a goddamn mess. Happy to be living a normal life again.

^^^that's fucking ridiculously sad, glad to hear you made it out the other side.