Citation: Punkshoes. "I Really Should Have Done Some Research: An Experience with LSD & Wellbutrin (exp60351)". Erowid.org. Jan 1, 2011. erowid.org/exp/60351
The summer after my senior year (also the summer going into my freshman year in college) was the perfect time for experimentation. I had a part time job that made a decent amount of money, and considering I was moving to a college fifteen hundred miles away, my parents kept me on a relitively long leash. Two thirds of that summer were filled with pot smoke, as it was something I had been using for almost four years and was comfortable with. Later in the summer, I tried cocaine, ecstacy, opium, and began drinking more than my fair share of alcohol. As far as I was concerned, the only thing I really wanted to experiance and had yet to try was acid, and god help me if I wasn't going to.
After several attempts to buy acid, one of my freinds called me and offered to sell me some. My first mistake was not researching this drug. At the time I was taking Concerta, Lithium, Lamictal, and Wellbutrin. Since I had had no negitive effects combining my medication and the drugs I had previously used, I did not bother to do any research, a decision I strongly regret.
I did not bother to do any research, a decision I strongly regret.
Because of my lack of research, I relied on my friend to tell me how much to take, and that afternoon I bought two hits of acid on blotter paper. I had to go to work that day, but my friend promised me she would call me when I got off work.
Around eight o clock, I drove home to change out of my uniform and called my friend, who lost interest in tripping with me in favor of tripping with her boyfriend, but she agreed to meet me at a coffee shop for a while. At eight thirty, I took both hits and drove up to the coffee shop, leaving the hits under my toungue and waited for my friend, who was, par for course, a bit late. I became frusterated at this point, and once again, if I had done research, I would have realised that doing acid in a bad mood is a horrid idea. When my friend did show up, we spent about half an hour or so socializing, and then she asked me to drive her to drop off some more acid and then to her boyfriendís house.
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
The acid had not kicked in (it was about nine thirty) and I became even more frusterated. My friend thought it was amusing that I was going to go home tripping acid. By 9:45, I started seeing smoke out of the corner of my eyes, and pretty soon covering my field of vision. I panicked, thinking my car was on fire, and then came to the only resonable conclusion that I myself was on fire. Shaking, I dropped my friend off and headed back to the coffee shop I had come from, where one of my friends noticed my panicked state and offered to drive me to a park where I could have some quiet.
At this point, I heard a pulsing noise that caused everything to skip, as if listening to a scratched cd. This noise blocked out almost every other sound. While in the car I lost track of time as my vision divided into squares as parts of things spun off of each other, turning red and green and disorganized themselves, similar to a cubism painting. Not expecting this, I began to panick more, and when my friend parked his car, I jumped out, screaming at him to make the noise stop. I could not see or hear anything due to the hallucinations I was experiancing. He got scared for me, but pulled me to where I was laying down and tried to get me to relax.
At this point I began shaking violently, crying uncontrollably as everything I saw melted together. It wasnít the visual hallucinations that bothered me at this point, but the overwhelming audio hallucinations. At this point, my friend wanted to call an ambulence, but I begged him not to, not wanting my parents to find out. Right after he agreed, I felt my body become rigid and I began shaking uncontrollably and twitching. Later I was told this was my first out of three siezures that night. My friend grabbed me by the shoulders and told me I was bleeding out of the mouth and insisted on calling an ambulence. I remained on the ground crying with my hands over my ears.
The ambulence ride was a blur, I can only remember trying to get the man taking care of me to call people that he didnít know and becoming frusterated when he said he didnít know what I was talking about. My friend called my parents, and they rushed to the hospital where I had been taken. The rest of that night is a blur of imagery, seeing holes open in my body and bleed, seeing a tunnel above me and seeing a rapid change in seasons. At one point I was convinced it was February 08. [Erowid Note: This report was submitted in January of 2007]
I had two more siezures and during the second one I had to be recessitated, I had flatlined. After an eighteen hour trip, I was sleeping somewhat peacefully in a bright hospital room. I have no memory of that morning, although my mom said I told my rabbi about what had happened. The doctor that came in (a friend of the family that happened to work at that hospital) told me that the LSD combined with the wellbutrin had caused my siezures, and told me I was not to drive for six months.
Apart from a massive loss of freedom I am still trying to gain back, I lost my parents trust, and have physical traces of my experiance as well. I experiance flashbacks from time to time, especially when I mix alcohol and marijuanna (once I could not see or hear anything, very similar to my acid experiance, the flashback lasted for about ten minutes) I wish I had done at least a little research so I had known about what to expect, deadly combinations, and what dose to take.
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