My girlfriend and I got off work and we both got home around the same time. I live with my father, and our roommate Jeff whose 65. Allie took a shower, and apparently took 16 DPH pills in the bathroom without telling me. I should mention that i'm an ex DXM addict who is currently five years sober. I dont hold any grudge towards people who use psychoactive pharmaceuticals, but I caution knowledge and proper information through threads like this and Erowid. Allie had been telling me over the last few weeks how she had been researching DPH, and had taken 6 and then 10 but had no effects. She posted about her lack of effects on the drug and a user simply explained that her liver may or may not be metabolizing it correctly. I wanted to get all of that out of the way so people reading have a light grasp of the situation. Allie and I smoke together, have tripped on acid a few times, and I did break my 5 year sobriety to trip on DXM with her once. Our relationship is very open and relaxed when it comes to recreational activities.
Having said all that, we arrive home around 10:30pm and she goes to take a shower, and apparently takes the 16 DPH of 25mg a piece. I was completely unaware of this. Between 11pm-11:30, she begins to act slightly off, but we're taking shots so I assumed she was tipsy. She was drinking Captain Morgan Spiced Rum, and I was drinking off brand Rumple Minze. I first notice something is off when I give her my phone with the flashlight on to investigate a sore on my neck, she asked 'do you want me to spray this on there', which confused me. I said 'shine it' with a smile, and she got embarrassed and said she needs to lie down because she's 'really tired'. This is when the situation immediately breaks down. I take my 30gallon trash bags out of the can and set them on the floor with intent to fill up the rest of the space in the bag before placing a new bag in the trash can. Allie immediately gags, falls to her knees while walking past the bag and begins vomiting into the bag on the floor. She was vomiting so violently that she was choking and coughing while struggling to summon anything to throw up from her now empty stomach. While coughing and choking, Allie begins to signal that she can't breath and frantically begins asking for me to help. I ended up giving her the Heimlich maneuver several times to help her continue vomiting. At this point i'm incredibly frightened and have no idea what to do to help. I'm a very accomplished drinker, and have never seen someone choke from drinking too much. She lies down and attempts to go to sleep while i'm closing the trash bag and preparing a new one inside the empty trash can. Around 15 minutes later, putting us at 11:45 ish, she wakes up and immediately pukes all over the bed, and continues to choke. I had to give her the Heimlich 3 more times to help her continue vomiting, before giving her more water.
It is at this point that she is officially tripping, and I attempt to help in any way possible while assuming Allie may or may not be having an allergic reaction from the alcohol she drank. Its in this half hour that her trip begins to set in and she, looking back on it, was obviously hallucinating and becoming very disassociated with reality. I spent the next half hour trying to ask her whats wrong, and how I can help. She would space out, stare off randomly with her mouth agape, and mutter gibberish. At one point I asked "Did you take anything?", and her response was to point across the room and say, "Just past the stop sign, you have to remove the red". Keep in mind her throat was so dry that her speech was hushed growling whispers, mixed with struggling squeaks. Also she was barely getting out 3/4th of her words. So her incoherent speech was barely intelligible outside of making no sense in context. I repeatedly try to keep her focused, obviously failing as she stares at me with her mouth agape, and continues occasionally mumbling incoherently. During this time, she appears unresponsive, but aware of what i'm saying with very obvious eye movement. I ask if she's okay, and she points to my night stand and says something close to 'He might have said something about you', talking about someone who was standing in front of the night stand. Its at this point i'm beyond frightened and am considering calling 9/11, under the assumption she's having some kind of allergic reaction or brain aneurysm. I didn't know if she was suffering from Alcohol poisoning, (she's 21 and very new at drinking, and determined to keep up with me at 28).
Eventually i'm finally able to communicate to her around 12:45 that i'm scared shitless and i'm considering calling a hospital. I ask if she took 'DPH', and she FINALLY responds with a 'yes'. I was immediately relieved, I now had a cause and a way to search for symptoms and a way to help. I also am finally confirmed that nothing serious is happening and we do not need medical assistance. The rest of the night is very uneventful as I make sure Allie has plenty of water to drink, take the sheets out of the washer/dryer and put them on the bed, while a Game Grumps compilation plays on my 2nd computer monitor faced towards the bed.
Sorry for such a long winded testimony, but the moral of the story is that if you're planning on tripping while living with your significant other, make sure to tell them what you're doing. Especially if you two have a understanding of freedom in your relationship. At no point was there any chance of her being worried about me becoming angry at her for tripping. She just decided not to tell me for some odd reason, and it scared the living hell out of me. I hope this post is informative for any future sober sitters, or tripping pairs in a relationship.