i apologize if this is drawn out, but i'm taking the situation pretty seriously until i think i shouldn't, & feel that the devil most likely for sure is hiding in amongst my details...

anyway...

i became pretty convinced that my date died last weekend... as she didn't, and is currently fine, i've been quietly researching on my own, but i've not found anything that satisfactorily answers my questions... i've learned quite a bit from you guys without asking anything, but i'm at wit's end here & could use a little help... so here we go...

JoAnn (not her name) has been an acquaintance for several years... she sought me out, asked me if i know anything about dmt, if it was something i could find... i'm not a drug dealer, just a guy who's been a bartender in the same small town for the best part of 2 decades... if you live where i live, and you alter your consciousness, there's a good chance we know each other... social networking is not a new concept, we were doing it at bars long before Al Gore invented the internet... anyway, she came to the right guy... i told her that yes, i could arrange for her to partake, but that it had to be done under my conditions, one of which is that the spice does not leave my possession... i'll gift a bit here & there to select friends, but that's a real, real small circle... so i told her to eat a light meal at noon saturday & that i'd pick her up at 7... & i did... we went to a bar, had one beer a piece over conversation... she is on no medications, has no abnormal medical conditions... she's a tall girl, about 6 feet... i don't know how much she weighs, wouldn't venture to guess, but suffice it to say she is very fit, a pretty much perfect physical specimen... (very, very attractive to boot.).. she's a pre-school teacher, very spiritual in a hippie-esq manner... mid-twenties, has experience with MDMA, LSD, and mushrooms... i brought her into this with absolutely no reservations...

at 9 o'clock we ate half a gram of mushrooms each, at my buddy Brad's with him & his gf Tina (again, not real names)... i'd usually go for a heroic dose myself, but this was about JoAnn, & i wanted to take it easy... i told her they opened the door a little, eased the anxiety a bit, and of course intensified the trip a bit... and i told her the truth, at least as it pertains to myself & my circle... we enjoy this combo on the regular, with no ill results or freak-outs so far... we chilled for an hour and a half, smoking some bowls... blueberry diesel, with some gold-flake hash (72.31%, dispensary hash, very legit, very very nice)... smoked about a gram of the herb & maybe an eight of a gram of the hash... rested on that for a while, & i broke out the changa

my spice is good and clean, rest assured... my changa is nice... here's the recipe:
1 pt 6x Caapi
1 pt Sinicuichi
2 pts Damiana
2 pts Calea Zacatechichi
.5 pt Mullein
1 pt Blue Lotus
done 1:1 with the spice, and a little extra spice thrown in for good measure... compensates for any precip in the evap dish, maintains the true 1:1 ratio i like this blend a lot... there have been a couple incidents of near-vomiting when smoking, but in both cases more alcohol than i recommend had been consumed... i now keep a bit of the same blend, minus the caapi, for such situations...

it was a bit after 11 before i had things all set... rolled 2 joints, half a gram of pot, half a gram of changa in each... yes, excessive, but the plan is to take a few tokes & put the toys away for later... it works well, and yr later sessions require no effort other than lighting half a joint... i gave Brad & Tina one & kept the other for JoAnn & myself...

i told JoAnn before hand that the body buzz would hit first, and that it might feel a bit overwhelming... told her that if she was comfortable to go ahead & take another toke, maybe two, then be done... told her if she was a little freaked by it, as happens sometimes, to just ride it out, let it pass, & it would not be as intimidating next time... kind of a trial run... i've found sometimes first-timers need to see first-hand that the body buzz is survivable before they want to go further... she hit it twice, & decided to ride with that for a minute... no problem... i hit a few tokes, went into my own thing for a minute... checked in on the room a couple times from hyperspace... everything was a-okay... she was eyes closed, smiling... quite beautiful... i smiled & closed mine back...

i had a playlist programmed... i do this with an agenda... i know the lengths of the songs involved, so in the middle of a session i can quickly get a grip on how much time has passed if need be... after the first song 17 minutes had passed... i squeezed her hand gently, she smiled harder & opened her eyes... just fine... i fired the joint again, she held my hand as i smoked it... i'd never had the sensation of human physical contact while in hyperspace, and found it just magical... in a word, perfect... Golden Road was up next, 18 minutes... i went out again, she sat beside me... she was enjoying herself, and i felt no need to press her to smoke more... that's a personal decision... she knew the toys were there for her if she chose them, but she was content... i liked that... halfway through Golden Road i packed a bit of Changa in my pipe, Chuck Norris... JoAnn peeped up, i gave her the pipe... i told her to take one, maybe two good hits, whenever she was ready... after a few minutes she took a decent toke & leaned back... i watched her this time, and she was the essence of peaceful beauty... after a few minutes i took the pipe from her hands & finished it... 9 minutes of Golden Road, then 10 minutes of Mercury Blues... & the music went silent... i got up & got a glass of orange juice, handed JoAnn her water... smoked a cigarette... put on a fresh tune, It's Up To You... 23 minutes long... at this point we were all thinking hot tub, the changa was put up for the time being... we lazed about for a bit... Brad got up to check the tub, Tina went to change... It's Up To You went off, & i got back up to program more tunes for hot-tub time... it had been just about 40 minutes at that point since JoAnn had hit the pipe...

while i was facing the stereo, back to JoAnn, i heard her glass of water hit the tile floor... i turned around to see what had happened & she was melted into the corner of the couch, and not in an entirely pleasant looking way...

i've seen plenty of people in hyperspace... this is not what this looked like... not at all... i am a recovering heroin addict, clean since Valentine's Day 2004... i've had several friends die in my presence... one of them is alive today because i kept my shit together... two were well past call an ambulance before anyone noticed them... JoAnn looked like one of them, with the exception of the sweat that was all of a sudden profuse... i spoke to her, no response... went over to her, touched her... for 10 seconds, what i witnesses was somewhere in the neighborhood of seizure/convulsion... & then, dead still again... at this point, reflex clicked in for just a moment, & i checked for a pulse... didn't find one...

"Brad, fuckin' help me bro."
"what's up man?"
"man, double check for me, but i don't think JoAnn's got a pulse."
he came in, checked... looked at me real grave... "man, i don't..."
i'ts been thirty seconds or so since the seizure, & it's time for that again... another quick convulsion, and she sits bolt upright, eyes wide open, gurgling something that is about 2 syllables from being what i'd call speaking in tongues. and the sweating gets much, much worse...

Brad & Tina came through like champs, told me we had to get her some air, so me & Brad got her to a chair outside... when we got her sat down she came to & i talked to her, let her know we were there, that everything was all right... we watched her for a while, she was obviously back to earth, & so we fired up the grill & cooked some steaks...

later, there was another changa session, but JoAnn did not participate... she also did not demand to be taken far the fuck away from us devil spawn, which impresses me to no great end... i can't say i'd have the same composure... in fact, at one point during the late night session, she even got me a blanket & tucked me in... i think i like this woman a lot, and would like to know what happened there, at least a general idea...

i'm sure the pulse thing was just a freak-out on my part... i had taken mushrooms, and smoked a bunch more changa than JoAnn had... i could have very easily missed it, and as for Brad, i asked him to confirm that she didn't have a pulse... that's a powerful seed to plant in a mind... he & Tina had eaten the shrooms too, so the whole circle was spun... i'm pretty sure she was alive the whole time...

but that still leaves the question of what the hell happened there?.. she had taken 2 tokes, then another about 20 minutes later... had a grand time, we were all back to life, conversing, plotting the rest of the evening, & damn near an hour after her last toke *BAM!!!* she's out... & scary, herky-jerky speaking in tongues out...

i know that Caapi can enhance the cannabis experience as well as DMT... is this what happened here?.. did the hash & the Caapi get together to have a delayed-reaction disco party in JoAnn's behalf?.. it's only 6x Caapi, and not the predominant herb in the blend, so it seems strange that the dmt would be raging almost an hour after being smoked, especially being as she didn't just smoke a shitload...

i do know that i was irresponsible and reckless to begin with... no way i should have thrown maoi, and psilo, at her simultaneously with the DMT... that was probably a little heavy... but i watched her handle that, and have a good time... so really it wasn't that bad... i do have a pretty fair amount of experience with psychedelics, albeit mostly lsd & shrooms... i am pretty new to the molecule... but this is not a dose i would be afraid to put on somebody almost any time... most of my circle are troopers...

i do believe JoAnne is interested in further exploration with DMT... & i am very enamored with the thought of spending time with her, regardless of whether the molecule is involved... but i'd like to be able to explain what the hell happened, just on principle and also for preventative measures in the future... i know that for now, if she decides to smoke again, we'll smoke some of the Caapi-free enhanced leaf, or maybe even just some crystal on a reefer joint... i'm hesitant to even go there, until i have a better clue as to what had happened before... in fact, i'm pretty hesitant to smoke the MAOI blend with anybody new, until i have a little better understanding of it...

sorry about the novel here, but i've actually come to a point where i've hit a brick wall with this, and would really like some insight... the teachers have lessons for us, some easier than others, & some much, much more important than the rest...

Wow. Just a harsh trip man.
First off. I think you over did it on the mix for a first timer. Kinda like a night of shots at the nightclub for a person who has drank beers every now and then.
The first thing to think about is. Shes ok! So thats the first best thing and you were all there for her.
Second. You are playing with spiritual substances and they can cause pretty much unknown side effects and experiences.
Third. Try to take your own pulse right now. You wont feel it. Why? Because its your body beating the same time. Maybe she was beating the same time as you. Just a hunch. Plus you are pretty shaken up and panic'ed. Its hard to diagnose under panic.

Just respect and reflect. Plus be gentle to the ones you care about. If you are a shaman / sitter for the night, you might need to learn to read people.

But most of all. You are all ok and thats what matters! *relax*

that's what got me shook the most... i'm yr go-to guy when you need a sitter... i'm real good at it... it takes a lot to get under my skin, & i've talked countless peeps out of bad experiences right back into the bliss... at one point, years ago, i considered it my calling (jesus, we were young & dumb.).. if she'd done the freakazoid within a reasonable time after smoking, i'd have not blinked... but this was way outside of what i'd consider even a possible time-frame... unless my changa is just really, really good.

& yr totally right on the money about me over-doing it a bit... the modus operandi for dosing first-timers has been radically altered, as a direct result of this incident...

also, i like to live by the creed "when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.".. this happened a week ago saturday night... everybody that's seen me since has wondered why all of a sudden i have a stethoscope in my backpack... i'll never tell...

Yup. A wakeup call and learning experience.
Any idea what her trip was like while she went under? Or is it a sore subject to mention amungst eachother?

Oh and I like your idea. Go pro and be prepaired for the worst when it happens you are ready. If anyone asks about the stethoscope, just tell them you like the sound of spiritual hearts.

Good luck bro. Play safe!

i haven't asked her about her trip... i'm kind of funny like that... don't usually talk much about what my trips entail, feel like it's the essence of private information... so i don't usually ask too many questions of others, just take what they volunteer... going to have some beverages with her soon though, and i think i'll make an exception in this case...

woah! Im trying to vision myself being there and it scarry as hell. I too sometimes think that ppl are dying or going to die when I eat alot of shrooms and it's never fun. Could you imagine if you had took the heroic dose instead

I agree about generally not probing into anothers trip, unless they volunteer. Likewise I'd definately make the exception on this one, and ask her for trip details.

Maybe she had just stood up too quick. Ever have one of them killer head rushes, where you get woozy and almost pass out? Imagine having one of them right after your first changa session.

I'm glad to hear things turned out alright. While I do think you probably over did it on the number of substances you combined (I count five psychoactives total, two that were new to her), I'll also say that you seemed to mostly have a good head about you in regards to ensuring you understood her background and letting her go at her own pace, so I commend you on that front.

Unfortunately, due to the number of variables involved, I'm not sure that there's going to be a clear cut answer for you. It could be something as simple as her personal physiology that caused the delayed reaction.



Interesting theory. I've had this happen myself, after a few too many bowls on the couch.

I've also seen minor seizures happen in connection with blackouts.

Kids doing the "hey lets hyperventilate then give each other bear-hugs till we blackout, dude" thing. I saw one kid get all twitchy from that. Fine, it was me, 20 years ago. The sensation I experienced (as a dumb kid!) from such oxygen deprived blackouts was the same as you get from standing up too quick or when you rise from too long a soak in the hut tub. What I mean to say is that head-rush type feeling seems connected with the possibility of seizure from a non-epileptic.

Another time I watched a girl who I know do a NO2 balloon. She fell to the ground and started twitching, her boyfriend was rather concerned.




To restate my theory:

Leon Trouts friend, having just undergone her first changa session, was perhaps a bit melting into the couch, deep into her mind, sat in one position for overlong. Her blodd pressure dropped, blood pooling into her lower extremities. When she finally got up, that blood just rushed to her head causing her minor episode.

I just googled the term "head rush seizure" and I believe the results do establish a precedent.

http://answers.yahoo.com/questi...id=20071231091947AARzgg1

I'm subscribing, I gotta know what she says.