Let me start off by saying that this was not my first experience using Ultram. I had been using Tramadol Hydrocloride (Ultram), on and off for about two months, in doses between 100mg. and 250 mg. I have always found the effects to be that of the 'typical' opiate high, euphoria, mental relaxation, and a nice all around contented feeling. I know from research that Tramadol is not a opiate, but rather it binds to the same receptors as opiates do, and therefore acts in much the same way with one exception, it lasts quite a bit longer than most of the commonly available pain pills.
With safety in mind, I started my use slowly and worked up to my max so far which was five 50mg. pills. I didn't want to be the idiot who overdosed because he did not know what the risks were. The only ill effects I ever experienced was some slight nausea, easily taken care of by lying down and smoking a small bowl of everyone's favorite herb.
One day not so long ago, I found myself in possession of eight 50mg. pills. I had no real possibility of getting more. So I thought, because I had already taken up to five pills in a day I wonder what taking all eight would be like. I wanted it to be a kind of celebration for the last of my supply. (Some people will party for any reason). I knew from previous research that 400mg. was the maximum amount allowed per 24 hour period per the manufacturer. I felt safe taking this high of a dose due to the fact that I had good past experiences, and had built up some tolerance to the substance.
I began my day at about 8:30 am by taking 150mg. and waiting for it to set in. Ultram takes about two hours for peak effects so I played some computer games to pass the time. When I began to feel a bit floaty about ninety minutes later, I dropped another 150mg.
About an hour after the second dose, I began to feel quite nice. The day was beautiful, as is usually is in So Cal, and I found myself staring out the window at the deep blue of the sky. I could see depth in the sky that I had not noticed before this day. The different shades of blue and other colors in the sky I was perceiving was truly amazing. I was daydreaming as well as feeling as if I was part of a dream. Of course I realized I was awake, but everything began to take on a soft and muted tone. All colors were brighter, and edges of objects appeared rounder. My surroundings took on a 'foggy' kind of look, sort of like a bit of early morning haze had crept into the room.
I decided to lay on my bed to chill out for a bit and oh my god was my comforter soft! It felt sooo good to just lie on top of the bed. Around this time I also noticed that it felt great to touch my skin. I sort of had that feeling like at the come up of an MDMA trip, when everything feels good to the touch and clothes brushing against me is pleasurable. I still felt fairly aware, so I decided this would be a good time to walk to the corner store and get something to drink. Walking felt supreme. I felt tall, strong, and walked with a purpose. Dealing with the clerk presented no issues, though I did notice my voice came out lower than my normal tone. Upon returning home, I took the last 100mg. This was about one in the afternoon. Since my roomates were not home, I thought watching a movie would be fun.
As the last two pills began to creep up, my feelings of euphoria increased greatly, as did the contented feeling. In fact, I was so completely comfortable, that I caught myself slipping into short cat-naps throughout the movie. I did not understand until later that I was catching the classic 'nod' that so many herion users strive for. All I knew was that I just getting a bit sedated from taking so many pills, and starting to fall asleep. The good feelings continued strongly for the entire day until I decided to go to bed. Upon waking in the morning, I still was feeling the effects a good deal which kind of caught me by surprise, but it was Sunday and I had no obligations, so I didn't worry about it.
I finally came down about four that afternoon. Total trip time was about 30 hours. This experience was so satisfying that it felt as if I had taken a short vacation. On Monday morning, I felt renewed and happy to be who I was and where I was. Because of my experience with other altered states I knew this feeling was what one calls the afterglow. It is fun to take drugs. But it is even better when what I take allows me to step back from myself for a bit and appreciate the little things in life. That blue sky will remain with me forever.
