Reader experiences: What a particular drug or poison has done for/to you
Howdy. In an effort to make my blog a little less clinical and a little more inviting, I have decided to embark on an endeavor that requires your assistance, oh devoted reader. What I want is a story; a story of how a particular drug or poison has impacted your life. Maybe your younger brother accidentally drank a bunch of antifreeze and had to have his stomach pumped. Maybe a friend has cancer and is betting on a particular anticancer drug to save their life. Maybe you just drank a couple of bottles of Robitussin and hallucinated a giant sea cucumber that knighted you and revealed why yawns are contagious (please tell me). In any event, type out an email and send it to [email protected]. Oh, and if you'd rather just write a post on a particular drug/poison in the style that I've been employing (i.e. bullet points and hopefully dry wit), you are welcome to do that as well. Much thanks! I promise to link to your website should you have one and say something nice about you.
To get the ball rolling, here is a story about my experience with a particular antibiotic. It is entitled "How amoxicillin ruined banana Popsicles forever" and here it is:
When I was but a wee lad of three, a pathogenic bacterium took a liking to my tonsils and decided to move in and have a tonne of kids. Over the course of the following year I suffered numerous bouts of tonsillitis. I got sick, recovered, and then got sick again. It sucked. My throat was sore, I ran a fever, and I either couldn't swallow because my throat was so swollen or wouldn't swallow because it hurt so darn much. Given that my tonsillitis was bacterial in origin, I was put on antibiotics. I started out with penicillin V, and when that didn't appear to be doing the job, I moved on to amoxicillin and finally ended up on pondicillin. Then a surgeon put me to sleep and cut my tonsils out with a scalpel and all was well in the world.
I hated the amoxicillin the most. At the time of my illness, it was formulated as a thick banana-flavoured syrup. The quite evidently artificial banana taste did little to mask the underlying bitter unpleasantness of the drug, and I quickly grew to despise my daily dosings. Being too young to understand why I had to take it and utterly miserable because of my illness didn't help things along. It was a couple years post-tonsils that I tried my first banana Popsicle. And retched. It's exactly the same flavour as the amoxicillin was. And to this day, I can't eat yellow Popsicles.
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Hahaha love the story. I guess my first experience with amoxicillin was for strep throat, and I was about 10. The night of my first dosage I woke up practically delirious I was so damn itchy. I was covered, head to toe, with raised hives, and my mom tells me I cried myself to sleep on the way to the hospital, where I got a shot of prednisone. Fun fun fun.
PS: Check out my blog on "toxins" (poisons and venoms) and how they relate to pharmacology at http://5by5b.blogspot.com Cheers
Man, I am so glad I am not allergic to penicillin. That's a sweet blog you've got going! The more pharmacology on the web, the better. I've added a link to it.
Check out what drugs are doing in Uruguay
http://www.uruguaydailynews.com/2007/07/26/pasta-base-traces-in-babies/
This is a story with a question. Like a mystery. I work in retail and at our store, many people have said they cannot be there because of feeling sick and that there is (and there is as I've smelled it too) a very SWEET SMELL in the store. Our building is older and there are refrigerators and freezers and coolers and air conditioning ducts and all sorts of problems with rot in the ceiling and wall of the restroom. Obviously also we have some chemicals for cleaning and mopping. The sweet smell has always been there. I thought in the beginning it was a wet box of cereal. That is what it smells like. As of late we've have two employees have seizures and one go in to have a tumour removed. I can smell the sweet smell on me when I return home. I wonder what could be causing the sweet smell and what could be toxic? If I could get a list of possible culprits I could do some investigation and research.
Thank you for your help.
all right i have a story of a trip i had yesterday on a mix of acid and shrooms..........me and my homies had nothing to do we was bored so we called this 1 guy who always has a supply of sumin so he comes over with 8grams of shrooms and about a dub of acid(ive been doin this normaly that might kill a first timer)so we split all that up took the same amounts an sat up a video recorder to record what we were doing(im workin on geting this video on youtube)an so we waited then it hits me the my homie lalo an so on first i saw my homies plant go back into a stem then back into a root then back to a seed an by now my homie kronic is runnin in circles cause spiders are after him so all of us(4ppl) run out side thats about when i see my city blow up so we go back inside then i see this devil guy an im talkin to him but hes speaking backwards so i guess he commanded me to do somthin cause the camra caught me trying to swallow a knife lalos talking to a 7foot tall praying mantis kronic is feeding his plants dorritos an sleepy is staring at the ceiling fan......after about 7hrs of stupid sh*t an warpin in and out of time were parinoid so we smoke about a dime of weed an relax a little after 10hrs our trip wore off an watched the video an we were tripin real hard cause when i was tryin to swallow the knife i split my tounge an didn't even notice.........if any of you who read this have ?'s message me on myspace myspace.com/the_magical_skating_ninja
thats my story im out
I did BZP...haven't done real Ecstasy but I thought it was awesome. I was euphoric all night and loved every single song I heard. Didn't drink alcohol, just water.
Bad side: I didn't sleep much, and the come down was unpleasant, altho it only lasted about an hour. If you sort a nice safe environment u can come down ok . No hangover the next day
I want to have my DNA taken to the far ends of the Milkyway. Someone should order small plastic vials from the manufacturer using the green Thomas industrial catolog at the public library, look up vials /plastic. Next have someone make a kids rubber helium party baloon that is 1 inch bigger when its inflated so it goes higher in the sky. Have it made with glow in the dark stuff that shines at night. It will take two rubber baloons tied together to carry up the plastic vial taped to one of the baloons. Proceed to get poke-em lancets from the drug store to prick your finger. Now Space-Aliens flying in invisible craft in Earths skies could retrieve a drop of your blood when you release the baloons over the desert or nature park. Go ahead and dab a drop of blood onto the surface of the baloon instead if you want, then only one baloon is needed. Your baloon might be recognized by the Aliens up there. Or you might find the whole idea a bad thing. Should people who believe there is Aliens visiting our solor system send out a spacecraft way past Pluto that has a supply of fruit tree, vegetable and berry seeds so the Extra-terrestial star travellers can take it home?
Okay guy, you're out of your mind. Amoxicillin is freaking delicious. I wish I could return to the body of my eight-year-old, ear-infected self just go taste that sweet, sweet medicine one last time.
Hmm would be interesting to see where you all will be in 10 years from now...
I used to drug rave also... when they were fun, that was before they took away everything I valued.
Took me a long time to get back on track and I ended up going through just as much misery as I did highs.
I believe for all the artificially induced highs a bank of lows mount up which one day you will have to experience.
Life has a way of evening things up in the long run
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