DOSE:
300 mg
oral
DXM
(liquid)
354 mg
oral
DXM
(liquid)
BODY WEIGHT:
140 lb
My 18th birthday rolled around and I remembered that I could now easily buy dex. So I decided to give it a try. For my first attempt I tried the agent lemon extraction method, but I fucked it up somehow and ended up just drinking lemon juice. Next attempt I just chugged an 8oz bottle of Robo, 236mg, which resulted in an actual high. My third time involved DXM polistirex, 532 mg. These two experiences were both fun, low plateau jaunts, music was enhanced, a little robo walking, a little feeling of drunkenness, nothing too trippy.
But what had gotten me really interested in DXM in the first place was the possibility of the "shamanistic" dissociative hallucinations encountered at the higher plateaus. So I got my hands on two 12oz bottles of syrup containing 710mg in total, enough to get me to the third plateau. Unfortunately, unlike the dexers in many of the early 2000s era reports on here, it was nearly impossible for me to find any guafenesin-free syrup in any local stores (and I had no way of discretely ordering some online) so I would also be ingesting 9.4 grams of emetic. I told myself I would just have to try to keep it down, my eagerness to trip at a high plateau eclipsing the reality that I would 100% yack. I chugged 24oz of foul, raspberry flavored syrup, laid on a log (I was tripping in a park) feeling like my head had sunk into an infinitely deep hole in the wood for about 6 hours, then yacked hard. I told myself I'd never touch it again after that, until a month later, in an outlying drugstore I happened to be stopping by, I spied a bottle of Robitussin long acting cough gels and some guafenesin-free generic syrup. That brings us to the trip in question.
T+0:00
3am. I'm alone in my room. I'm on no medication and I haven't eaten since dinner, 8 hours ago. I've had 5 hours of sleep. I want some of this trip to be in complete darkness, some in the light, and the family would be out of the house in the morning, so this was the time I chose. I ingested 300mg of DXM gelcaps dissolved in about 1 floz of water (for quicker metabolization) and 354mg more in the form a generic (Premier Value) 4oz tussin syrup. 654mg/53.5kg (140lbs) = ~10.3 mg/kg, a solid third plateau dose. I chased this with some milk to get rid of the taste, and laid back down in bed to wait for the comeup. I was very excited for this trip, hoping to finally reach this disoriented, mystical place inside my mind that I had read about in so many reports. The adrenaline was pumping so hard that I didn't even think about falling back asleep.
T+1:11
I was already beginning to feel the effects of the first plateau. Dizziness, an unbalanced feeling when I sat up, lagging vision, and mild euphoria. In my past experiences, it had taken me at least 2 hours to feel in anything, so this was surprising. It can probably be attributed to my having dissolved the gelcaps in water.
T+2:11
Looking back through my notes, I would say I was deep into the second plateau at this point, an hour later. I felt euphoric and I had to close one eye to type because of the double vision.
T+2:13
Two minutes after my last note, I picked up my phone to make another, and was shocked to see that such a short amount of time had passed. It felt like it must have been at least 30 minutes, or even an hour, which is approximately the interval I had planned to take notes at.
T+2:19
Once again, I made a note just a few minutes after my last, while thinking an hour had passed. I began to experience mild CEVs, in the form of colorless woven patterns on the backs of my eyelids, and also felt my jaw lock up and teeth chatter. I kept thinking of scenes from my childhood, and telling myself that my future was bright. My eyes were mostly closed for the next couple hours from this point.
T+2:40
I began to feel intense nostalgia, and was remembering images of my last track and field season. I was listening to bladee for the first couple hours of this trip, a rapper who I had discovered during the first couple months of this year, which also happened to be around the time of my track season. I would always listen to him driving to and from meets. So what happened in the trip was all these really random, sort of prosaic moments from the season started flashing through my mind. So what happened in the trip was all these really random, sort of prosaic moments from the season started flashing through my mind.