DOSE:
50 mg
insufflated
Morphine
(ground / crushed)
50 mg
insufflated
Morphine
(ground / crushed)
100 mg
oral
Morphine
(pill / tablet)
2 hits
smoked
Cannabis
BODY WEIGHT:
140 lb
[Erowid Note: Because opiate use can lead to significant tolerance (requiring higher doses for the same effects), the dose used by a first time user is significantly smaller than that used by a regular user. It can be extremely dangerous to choose ones dose on the basis of the amount taken by someone else. Overdoses of opiates can be fatal.]
The following is my experience with morphine I had a few months back that turned into, what I believe, a near death experience.
In my quest to find and try new drugs, and broaden my connections with other dealers, I met a friend of a friend who could readily obtain morphine. More specially 100mg of morphine in pill form. After discussing prices I decided to buy two blue pills, with little 100s stamped on them, for 10 bucks a piece.
It was around 7pm, I was playing hacky sack with some buddies in a church parking lot when I decided to try a pill. I chopped up half a pill and made a nice fat line out of it. It all went down with a quick sniff of the nose. This was bad and the drip was worse.
As I chatted with friends I started to get a REALLY nice opiate buzz. Once I started to feel good I did the rest of the first pill the same way. After about 20 minutes I was as high as a kite. Unlike most people on opiates, I like to stand and walk around and enjoy the lightness of my limbs. My friends, not high, were starting to get bored so they asked me if I wanted to go roll a cloud. I of course said yes, but before getting into the car I decided to take the last pill. This would put me up to 200mg in less than half an hour (I would also like to point out that I had absolutely no tolerance to opiates at the time). Also not knowing the difference between a low dose and a high dose of morphine this didn�t seem at all dangerous. Unlike the first pill, I chewed the second and chased it with a gulp of water.
As we drove around we smoked some super dank weed (sour diesels to be specific). After about two hits I was so high I could hardly move, and decided that I couldn�t smoke anymore. When my friends were done smoking, they dropped me off at my house and headed home for the night. This is when I got the first indication that I may have overdone it with the morph. I walked like I was drunk, and not just a little drunk. I walked like I was completely shit-faced. Remarkably I made it into the house and into my room and fell into my giant beanbag to watch some tv.
This is where things started to get a little scary. I laid in my beanbag for about five minutes before I realized I didn�t even turn on the tv yet. After I turned on the tv I stared blankly at it for at least 10 minutes before I realized I was watching infomercials. Trying to get a hold of myself I turned it to a show I enjoyed and tried to concentrate. About then is when I believed the situation turn life threatening. As I watched the tv I realized my breathing and heart rate were extremely slow/low. My heart rate was probably around 40 and I had to make a conscious effort to breathe. I realized my breathing and heart rate were extremely slow/low. My heart rate was probably around 40 and I had to make a conscious effort to breathe.