I bought a bunch of Celsius energy drinks in various flavors when they first came out and brought them home on the way to a party, thinking I'd store them in the fridge there and drink them the next morning. The party started, and I got tipsy, forgetting they were caffeinated. So I mixed them up with seltzers, drank all of them, and had a lot of alcohol. It felt great while the alcohol was still effective because they complemented each other.
I had a relaxed energy for a while, but then I got a strange urge to walk home at 2 a.m. I left without telling anyone and walked halfway across the city. No one bothered me, but I probably looked like an insane tweaker (which I basically was).
When I got home I curled up in bed, but I wasn't sleepy. My husband called me, asking where I'd been, which was fair. I told him I'd walked home, which he surprisingly took in stride (we both have pretty significant mental illnesses so we're somewhat used to each other doing odd shit sometimes). But then he asked about the energy drinks, and I said I didn't know what he was talking about. Then I checked my pulse, and it hit me.
I looked up the LD50 value for caffeine, which was like 10 times more than I'd consumed, plus I take propranolol as-needed for anxiety so I just took some of that too and was more or less ok. But the next six hours were spent in bed under a fan, tossing the blanket on and off, and occasionally running to the bathroom to shit straight liquid.
It was almost as bad as the time I took 300mg of THC as a first-time user who'd never even smoked before.️
That's some crazy shit. Please, continue.
I forget where exactly the dosage calculation got screwed up but it was also one of those things where I wasn't feeling it yet so I took more and when it finally kicked in I was fucked. I felt my blood pressure drop (and verified it actually, my anxiety med is also a blood pressure med after all) and wound up calling an ambulance. It turned out I didn't need the ambulance for the blood pressure but just because I probably would have aspirated my puke.
I remember thinking every single thought possible and them branching out infinitely from each individual one of those and also thinking the opposite of them all at the same time. I was convinced I was somehow aware that I was having a seizure (which like, isn't a thing). I remember feeling like that bit in 2001 A Space Odyssey where he goes through the monolith like I was being dragged across the universe by a rope around my neck. Then I got thrown into whatever that thing bender was talking to was in the Godfellas episode of futurama.
Then I woke up in the ER having been propped up over the siderail of a stretcher over a bucket full of puke with IV fluids running. 2/5 stars. I'd give it less but I'm pretty sure I met god and I'd hate to be rude. It was a lot less nice than the time I passed out on my first day of work, although I don't remember much of the unconscious period of that one either.
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I did the same thing with mio energy (energy drink concentrate) once, expect it was more... intentional.
I was quite stupid then. Nothing like a raging headache and a pumping heart.
For real; have no idea what the caffeine amount was (very well could've been far less than both if you) but I took an edible with caffeine, once.
Tried it once, before, and barely noticed anything so I popped a second one, this time around.
Naturally, forgot I'd taken anything and only vaguely became aware, an hour later, than my heart was pounding. Trying to figure out why your heart is thundering out of your chest while stoned to Hell is probably not high on the Most Effective list.
It doesn't photograph well, but I feel like in person this outfit is fire.
In the 80s nobody would have blinked.
It’s a fine outfit, but it’s super dated.
I thought it was Nicholas Cage
It’s like 2010s dated mixed with 80s on trend but leopard is making a comeback, again
I think it's fire even in the photograph.
I could pull this off. I just know it.
That's exactly why you could pull this off. Confidence.
Back when I was a kid in HS I used to party a lot throughout the week (abusive household + somewhat lawless country) and sometimes I went clubbing still with my school uniform on and at least a couple of times I approached groups of visibly older women. Rejected both times but I'd like to believe my arrogance/confidence, which has helped me countless times, should be praised, lol.
As a person with ADHD this would either knock me tf out and make me sleep like a baby, or js calm my mind tf down and make me the most productive man on the planet.
One time I accidentally drank 1200mg of caffeine.
I bought a bunch of Celsius energy drinks in various flavors when they first came out and brought them home on the way to a party, thinking I'd store them in the fridge there and drink them the next morning. The party started, and I got tipsy, forgetting they were caffeinated. So I mixed them up with seltzers, drank all of them, and had a lot of alcohol. It felt great while the alcohol was still effective because they complemented each other.
I had a relaxed energy for a while, but then I got a strange urge to walk home at 2 a.m. I left without telling anyone and walked halfway across the city. No one bothered me, but I probably looked like an insane tweaker (which I basically was).
When I got home I curled up in bed, but I wasn't sleepy. My husband called me, asking where I'd been, which was fair. I told him I'd walked home, which he surprisingly took in stride (we both have pretty significant mental illnesses so we're somewhat used to each other doing odd shit sometimes). But then he asked about the energy drinks, and I said I didn't know what he was talking about. Then I checked my pulse, and it hit me.
I looked up the LD50 value for caffeine, which was like 10 times more than I'd consumed, plus I take propranolol as-needed for anxiety so I just took some of that too and was more or less ok. But the next six hours were spent in bed under a fan, tossing the blanket on and off, and occasionally running to the bathroom to shit straight liquid.
It was almost as bad as the time I took 300mg of THC as a first-time user who'd never even smoked before.️
That's some crazy shit. Please, continue.
I forget where exactly the dosage calculation got screwed up but it was also one of those things where I wasn't feeling it yet so I took more and when it finally kicked in I was fucked. I felt my blood pressure drop (and verified it actually, my anxiety med is also a blood pressure med after all) and wound up calling an ambulance. It turned out I didn't need the ambulance for the blood pressure but just because I probably would have aspirated my puke.
I remember thinking every single thought possible and them branching out infinitely from each individual one of those and also thinking the opposite of them all at the same time. I was convinced I was somehow aware that I was having a seizure (which like, isn't a thing). I remember feeling like that bit in 2001 A Space Odyssey where he goes through the monolith like I was being dragged across the universe by a rope around my neck. Then I got thrown into whatever that thing bender was talking to was in the Godfellas episode of futurama.
Then I woke up in the ER having been propped up over the siderail of a stretcher over a bucket full of puke with IV fluids running. 2/5 stars. I'd give it less but I'm pretty sure I met god and I'd hate to be rude. It was a lot less nice than the time I passed out on my first day of work, although I don't remember much of the unconscious period of that one either.
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I did the same thing with mio energy (energy drink concentrate) once, expect it was more... intentional.
I was quite stupid then. Nothing like a raging headache and a pumping heart.
For real; have no idea what the caffeine amount was (very well could've been far less than both if you) but I took an edible with caffeine, once.
Tried it once, before, and barely noticed anything so I popped a second one, this time around.
Naturally, forgot I'd taken anything and only vaguely became aware, an hour later, than my heart was pounding. Trying to figure out why your heart is thundering out of your chest while stoned to Hell is probably not high on the Most Effective list.