GearsMcGilf
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Bros,
If you need a sleep aid, I strongly urge all of yous to avoid this powerful hypnotic. I would rate is as possibly the most dangerous drug to profenol, which kilt Michael Jackson. Lemme share an experience.
I deal with insomnia off and on, and on occasion, I'll dabble with sleep aids. My favourite is a chem called estazolam, which is a mild benzo. Only problem is that is similar to xanny, si it's highly addictive. Ambien is a fairly good alternative, but the benefits come at a price, as it is a hypnotic. Side effects include sleep walking and many other bizarre physical activities, whilst you're still in a deep state of REM sleep.
So, lemme tell you about my ordeal with this hypnotic just last nite. After a long week of work, I decided to buy a bottle of hooch on the way back. It takes me 90 min to get back from work to home. So, I grabbed a bottle, took a few swigs, then hit up McDees before heading back. I had a nice buzz going around bed time. TO make sure I got a good night's sleep, I threw back 3 pills (equivilent to ambien). This was around 10:00. Apparently, I dreamed that I was still having insomnia, so I got up and swallowed the other 7 pills. This put me into a further hypnotic stat. I continued to dream that I was still having insomnia, so I got up, went to the den, turned up the TV loud as fuck, walked around out place smoking, hitting the bathrom, opening and shutting doors, which woke everyone up. I even went through the wife's purse, looking for her other sleeping pills (estazolam, which is usually my preference). I actually found some sleep pills in her purse and stuffed them in my jacket pocket (had no memory of even putting on the jacket). Thank god I didn't take anymore pills whilst I was in the hypnotic state. I stayed up, walking about the apartment, making lots of noise. My son walked into the room and said "what are you doing? It's midnight." But, apparently, I was catatonic and didn't respond. I still have no memory of any of this. In fact, I have no memory whatsoever of ever getting out of bed last night.
In the morning, I woke up around 7:30 and felt great, as if I'd had a great night's sleep and had not woken up at all. But, according to the wife and kids, I'd had one hell of a busy night, over about 4 hours. My only memory of the night was going to be at 10:30 and waking up at 7:30. But, apparently, I'd had one helluva busy night. Moral of the story, stay the fuck away from hypnotic sleep aids. Thank god I didn't have any car keys.
If you need a sleep aid, I strongly urge all of yous to avoid this powerful hypnotic. I would rate is as possibly the most dangerous drug to profenol, which kilt Michael Jackson. Lemme share an experience.
I deal with insomnia off and on, and on occasion, I'll dabble with sleep aids. My favourite is a chem called estazolam, which is a mild benzo. Only problem is that is similar to xanny, si it's highly addictive. Ambien is a fairly good alternative, but the benefits come at a price, as it is a hypnotic. Side effects include sleep walking and many other bizarre physical activities, whilst you're still in a deep state of REM sleep.
So, lemme tell you about my ordeal with this hypnotic just last nite. After a long week of work, I decided to buy a bottle of hooch on the way back. It takes me 90 min to get back from work to home. So, I grabbed a bottle, took a few swigs, then hit up McDees before heading back. I had a nice buzz going around bed time. TO make sure I got a good night's sleep, I threw back 3 pills (equivilent to ambien). This was around 10:00. Apparently, I dreamed that I was still having insomnia, so I got up and swallowed the other 7 pills. This put me into a further hypnotic stat. I continued to dream that I was still having insomnia, so I got up, went to the den, turned up the TV loud as fuck, walked around out place smoking, hitting the bathrom, opening and shutting doors, which woke everyone up. I even went through the wife's purse, looking for her other sleeping pills (estazolam, which is usually my preference). I actually found some sleep pills in her purse and stuffed them in my jacket pocket (had no memory of even putting on the jacket). Thank god I didn't take anymore pills whilst I was in the hypnotic state. I stayed up, walking about the apartment, making lots of noise. My son walked into the room and said "what are you doing? It's midnight." But, apparently, I was catatonic and didn't respond. I still have no memory of any of this. In fact, I have no memory whatsoever of ever getting out of bed last night.
In the morning, I woke up around 7:30 and felt great, as if I'd had a great night's sleep and had not woken up at all. But, according to the wife and kids, I'd had one hell of a busy night, over about 4 hours. My only memory of the night was going to be at 10:30 and waking up at 7:30. But, apparently, I'd had one helluva busy night. Moral of the story, stay the fuck away from hypnotic sleep aids. Thank god I didn't have any car keys.
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