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		 &lt;td width=&quot;90&quot; class=&quot;dosechart-amount&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;40 mg&lt;/td&gt;
		 &lt;td class=&quot;dosechart-method&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;oral&lt;/td&gt;
		 &lt;td class=&quot;dosechart-substance&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/pharms/oxycodone/&quot;&gt;Oxycodone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		 &lt;td class=&quot;dosechart-method&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;smoked&lt;/td&gt;
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		 &lt;td width=&quot;90&quot; class=&quot;dosechart-amount&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;1 tablet&lt;/td&gt;
		 &lt;td class=&quot;dosechart-method&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;oral&lt;/td&gt;
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Recently, two friends and I attended an electronic music festival in Miami. Over the course of the night, I consumed 40mg oxycodone, 3 hits of LSD, ~200mg of MDMA and a substantial amount of weed. I am very experienced with LSD and MDMA, both together (&#x27;candyflipping&#x27;) and alone. This was only my second time taking oxycodone &amp;amp; my first time combining it with anything other than weed. The combination of LSD + MDMA + oxy seems to have potential to be good. This time unfortunately was a bad trip, but I don&#x27;t think it was the fault of the combo itself, more the apprehension of trying a new combo with minimal reasearch (always research your drug interactions BEFORE you do them, be safe!). 
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2:00PM EST: Once we get to Miami, I dissolve 4 perc-10s (40mg oxycodone) into a bottle of Gatorade. This was only my second time taking any type of opiate, so 40mg hit me hard. Fast forward 30 minutes and I was in a state of complete bliss. Nodding out, music sounded great, nice warmth and floaty feeling. One of my friends (call him &#x27;A&#x27;) took 20mg and my other friend (call him &#x27;T&#x27;) didn&#x27;t take any. We rolled and smoked three blunts between us, and then split a gram of edible dabs. 
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3:00PM EST: We check into our hotel in Miami Beach and immediately order an uber to the festival. I was slumped out in the backseat the whole ride, nodding heavily. The dabs start to kick in as well and seem to potentiate the oxy. I&#x27;m having trouble staying awake and following conversation. We got inside the festival around 3:30pm, the whole group dropped acid. These tabs were extremely potent...with (supposedly) 200ug on an each blotter. &#x27;T&#x27; and I take 3 apiece; while &#x27;A&#x27;  only takes 1. &#x27;T&#x27; and I also take ecstasy at the same time. The particular pills we had (blue and yellow IKEA press) were reported to be very strong, containing around 210mg of MDMA. &#x27;A&#x27; had taken them before and advised &#x27;T&#x27; and I to only take half, but we each took a whole because our tolerances at the time were very high. 
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4:00PM EST: In 20 minutes, I&#x27;m already coming up on both the L and MDMA. It struck me how fast and intense the come up was - I was already seeing large green blotches in the sky and getting some tracers. I&#x27;ve done high doses (up to 7 hits) in the past but never felt a comeup this fast and intense.  The music became louder and the air was shimmering like it was heated. At that point, any effects of the oxy or MDMA were overpowered. &#x27;A&#x27; and &#x27;T&#x27; were also coming up strong. We wandered around a bit, trying to figure out the layout of the festival and where the different stages were. We decide to go to the mainstage first. As we were walking there, I suddenly start to feel funny, a sense of dread and that something was deeply wrong. The  loud music &amp;amp; huge crowd felt overwhelming. I feel a tremendous body load in my chest, my vision darkened and everything took on a red hue. I felt like my halter top was strangling me, and my mouth was dry as a desert. I turned around to find &#x27;A&#x27; and ask to use his Camelbak, but he was gone, along with &#x27;T&#x27;. I started to panic and look around for both my friends and a water stand. 
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At this point, I couldn&#x27;t read any signs and couldn&#x27;t easily recognize faces. The crowd looked like a throng of black spiders against a red backdrop. The MDMA was also starting to really kick in, as I felt surges of energy going through my body. I went up to a woman and asked her for water, but instead of directing me to a water stand, she freaked out and told me to go to a medical tent. I told her that that I didn&#x27;t need medical attention (only water!) but she grabs my arm and tries to force me to walk over there with her. At that point, I start to believe that I might actually NOT be okay, and that I could die if I didn&#x27;t get medical attention. At that moment, &#x27;T&#x27; reappeared and grabbed me away from the lady. I told him that I was going to die if I didn&#x27;t go to the hospital, he reassured me that I was going to be okay but it was too late. At this point, I was rolling hard, but the bad acid trip was overwhelming my roll. Instead of feeling light, my feet felt heavy and I was sinking into the ground. Dancing was impossible - even though I partially wanted to, my body just wouldn&#x27;t cooperate. I couldn&#x27;t walk in a straight line and the mostly red &amp;amp; black visuals were terrifying &amp;amp; overwhelming. I tried to enjoy the festival, wandering around from stage to stage but I was too freaked out to enjoy the music. Eventually couldn&#x27;t take it anymore, so I curled up into a ball on the ground, hugging my own knees. 
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5:00PM EST: &#x27;T&#x27; made me get up and walk to a quiet area until I calmed down, but once I calmed down I began to realize that I was still nodding from the oxy. Every time I nodded, it felt like a 10 minute blackout. I&#x27;d &#x27;come to&#x27; with no idea where I was or what I was doing, I couldn&#x27;t remember my name or who I was. By the time I recalled that information, I&#x27;d nod again and the cycle would repeat. This went on for what seemed like hours, and I was seriously freaking out &#x27;T.&#x27; He kept asking me if I was sure that I was okay, which worried me back into thinking I was dying again. &lt;div class=&quot;pullquote-right1&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;pullquote-text&quot;&gt;He kept asking me if I was sure that I was okay, which worried me back into thinking I was dying again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; In between nods, I kept getting strange numbness and tingling all through my body. At one point, I lost feeling in my whole right side. The sides of my head and my sides would tingle periodically, almost to the point of discomfort. Since I didn&#x27;t do any research about the interaction of MDMA + oxy beforehand, this was seriously disturbing. With T&#x27;s convincing, I decided to wait it out and see how I felt once the oxy wore off. 
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8:30PM EST (?): At this point, the oxy had mostly worn off and I&#x27;d calmed down a tiny bit but I was still scared. I looked at my phone screen to check the time, but the numbers didn&#x27;t make sense to me. Time was meaningless. Everything was backwards and spinning. I was convinced that I was going to die but was also rolling the hardest I have in my life. Thus, I kept hugging random people and objects, telling them I loved them and then asking them to take care of me. Someone in front of me collapsed and began having a seizure. In my mind, I thought that they were me and I was witnessing my own death. When the paramedics came and hauled him away, I was fully convinced that they were taking MY dead body and that my soul had been separated and left behind.  At this point, I turn to &#x27;T&#x27; and ask him if I had just died. He was tripping equally hard, so he just responded &#x27;maybe, I don&#x27;t know.&#x27;  I closed my eyes &amp;amp; only saw a huge IKEA-press pill rotating slowly and ominously. I took this as an affirmation that I had just overdosed and died, and had been separated from my material body. 
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9:30PM EST(?): At this point, &#x27;T&#x27; and I accidentally wander out of the festival and into the streets of downtown Miami. The ground was rotating and warping, and I felt like I was looking out of a fisheye lens. There are people everywhere but I&#x27;m convinced that they cannot see me, as I am merely a floating soul. &#x27;T&#x27; remarks on how &#x27;fucked up&#x27; we are, and I respond by yelling about how I was fucked up &#x27;before I died.&#x27; This leads to an intense feeling of grief, like I was mourning my own death. I end up somehow calling my father and leaving a crazy voicemail about how I &#x27;ate a whole IKEA&#x27;, got too fucked up and died. (I didnt remember this until I had to deal with the aftermath the next morning.) Eventually &#x27;T&#x27; and I realize that we had left the festival grounds, and spend the next two-ish hours pacing up and down the same street block trying to figure out which way leads back inside. At this point, I am still convinced that I no longer have a body or being. Every time I try to speak, too many thoughts go through my head at once and all I can make is an odd screeching noise. I feel as if I&#x27;m going crazy and have lost control, as I cannot make a noise other than a screech. 
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11:30PM EST: By this point, we&#x27;ve sobered up enough to find our way back inside the festival. We catch the final set and reunite (luckily) with &#x27;A&#x27; who has been wandering around, lost, the whole time. I&#x27;m still fucked up but nowhere like before and no longer rolling. I come to the realization that I am in fact alive and have a material body again, which brings me immense comfort. The festival ends shortly thereafter at 12am &amp;amp; we leave as a group.
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12:30AM EST: &#x27;T,&#x27; &#x27;A&#x27; and I are wandering around the area around the venue, trying to figure out a ride back to our hotel. Nobody can remember the name of the hotel, and everyone&#x27;s phone is dead. We sit down on a park bench and try to come up with a solution, but nobody has a phone charger and we&#x27;re in a fancy area of Miami. Considering that we&#x27;re all fucked up and dressed in our rave outfits, people were staring at us. We spend about 3 hours trying to figure out what to do, but I can&#x27;t keep the same train of thought for more than 30 seconds. I &#x27;realize&#x27; that our phones are dead upwards of 20 times, only to forget again half a minute later and suggest again that we call an uber. At this point, it&#x27;s getting really late and some strange people start approaching us, asking if we&#x27;re from Miami and asking us for drugs. One man in particular was acting very strange and spooked me out. Afterwards I kept hallucinating and seeing his face hiding behind bushes and at one point right behind where &#x27;A&#x27; was sitting. Around  4am we manage to convince someone to get us an Uber for 10$ and head back to our hotel. The visuals have basically gone at this point and an intense mental fog and fatigue sets in. I pass out within minutes of getting in bed, which is unusual for me as I usually cannot sleep for a few hours after coming down off acid.&lt;!-- End Body --&gt;
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